The streetlight forge speech bubbles of illumination in the air. A faint glow from the moon casts eerie shadows behind the dark clouds.

I don't know what Alex did to piss this poisonous cow off, but now I want blood.

Time is a game played beautifully by children.

That doesn't sound like my Margo", she said, and I thought of my Margo, and all of us looking at her reflection in different funhouse mirrors.

Thanks to you, Gabs, we just figured out a half dozen ways not to rob the Henley.

Life does not have to be perfect to be wonderful.

The only limits in our life are those we impose on ourselves.

The chaste mind, like a polished plane, may admit foul thoughts, without receiving their tincture.

Well.. Is that all you've got?.. I hope not..cuz you haven't finished entertaining me yet.. -Gaara to Rock Lee during the Chunin preliminary

Until my legs break off or I get paralyzed, I can play this way. It helps me be me.

You told me you had destroyed it." "I was wrong. It has destroyed me.

I think everyone has questions in their mind. Did they do their very best?