Yeah! Everything is okay!

You’re my friends now. We’re having soft tacos later.

My name is Catbug. What’s yours?

Throw a blanket over it!

Your mom said to say I could have just one peanut butter square but not til after they cool down.

I'm Catbug!

Yeah but I don’t know how to make myself go there. Maybe it might never happen again. AAAAAAAHHHHHHHHH!

I don’t think so. Beth didn’t get any presents.

Put a little fence around it!

Ahhh! Impossibear has a gas powered stick!

Pony Lords, jump for your lives—AAH!

Distance sometimes lets you know who is worth keeping, and who is worth letting go.

Do we ever get what we really want? Do we ever achieve what our powers have ostensibly equipped us for? No: everything works by contraries.

No one else was as close and as open, No one else so boiled my blood, Even he, who consigned me to torment, Even he, who caressed and forgot.

If they want me to have mysticism, okay, I’ve got it.I’m a mystic, but only in my body, My soul is simple and doesn’t think.

A trap is only a trap if you don't know about it. If you know about it, it's a challenge.

Friends are not made, but recognized.

Christians can trust God to redeem even the greatest of tragedies and the most desperate of situations.

To lovers of the long and intricate history of language the disuse and final death of certain words is a matter of regret. Yet every age bears witness to the inevitableness of such loss.

There'll be plenty of time to rest in the grave.

If we could feel what we are doing to the Earth, we would stop immediately.