What do you do when your competitor is drowning? Get a live hose - and stick it in his mouth.

This is where the evening splits in half, Henry, love or death. Grab an end, pull hard, and make a wish.

What sort of gods make rats and plagues and dwarfs?

And the wind will whip your tousled hair, The sun, the rain, the sweet despair, Great tales of love and strife. And somewhere on your path to glory You will write your story of a life.

My motto is to keep it simple stupid, work smart not hard.

If this is death, Guild Hunter,he thought to his mortal as angelfire scored through his bones and touched his heart, then I will see you on the other side.

I want to be a good wife, a good mother, a good person.

I love the underdog stories. I love people who refuse to give up.

The law of gratitude is universal. It is a natural function of the soul. All things upon this earth or in the universe operate and respond to love and praise.

Where do consequences lead? Depends on the escort.

The difficulty is to know conscience from self-interest.