I Hoped I Wasn't Actually Dead. That

In A Manner Of Speaking. As We Intend For You To Found A Dynasty. And That Dynasty Will Rule Society Until It Has Progressed Enough To-" "overthrow The Dynasty In A Revolutionary, Blood Filled Coup!" Iggy Said Eagerly. We All Looked At Him. "just Saying." He Sheepishly Took A Bite Of Cookie.

I Am Not A Great Prose Stylist. I'm A Storyteller. There Are Thousands Of People Who Don't Like What I Do. Fortunately, There Are Millions Who Do.

My Life Would Never Contain A Convenient, Pain-saving Plan When It Could Stretch A Problem Out Into An Endless Agony Of Uncertainty And Torture.

Save Your World. Love It. Protect It, And Respect It And Don't Let Haters Represent It. Don't Leave The Saving To Anyone Else, Ever, Because, Exhibit A - Why, Hello There - It's Way Too Much For One Person. And If You Want To Skip Out On The Responsibility Train, My Whole Life - And Death - Will Have Been In Vain. It's Yours. It's All Yours For Taking! You're Not Going To Waste It Now, Are You?

I Remembered Something My First Partner Had Told Me. Never Wrestle With A Pig, Lindsay. You Both Get Dirty. The Pig Likes It.