Different Isn't Evil, It's Just Different.

Children Make That Big A Difference To You? He Asked. I Nodded. Yeah, They Do. I Never Figured You As The Maternal Type. I'm Not, But Kids Are People, Edward, Little People Trapped By The Choices The Adults Around Them Make.

What Happens In Vegas May Stay In Vegas, But What Happens In New Orleans, Goes Home With You.

Truth Could Be Violent, Could Strip You Of Dignity And Hope Just As Quickly As A Gun.

Twenty-three Stories Up And All I Could See Out The Windows Was Grey Smog. They Could Call It The City Of The Angels If They Wanted To, But If There Were Angels Out There, They Had To Be Flying Blind.

Personally I Didn't Believe God Had A Private Torture Chamber. Hell Was Being Cut Off From God, Cut Off From His Power, His Energy, Him.