I Met The Oddest Little Fellow Today,

Someday I Must Read This Scholar Everyone. He Seems To Have Written So Much--all Of It Wrong.

If You Have To Hit--hit Low.

Money Talks And Walks, But It Does Not Bark.

Men Broke Into Their Homes, Killed Their Families, Threatened You--and You Won't Let Them Do Anything For Fear You'll Be Hurt. That's Selfish. How Would You Like It If I Took Your Bow And Said I Cared Too Much About You To Let You Fight?

Frostpine Made A Face. Lifting The Cup, He Dumped Its Contents Down His Throat. “auugghh!” He Yelled, His Voice Stronger Than It Had Been Since His Return From The Harbor. "are You Trying To Kill Me, Woman?" "if I Mean To Kill Someone, I Do It," Rosethorn Told Him. "i Don't Try.