If You Were The Wall, What Would

Honestly, For An Evil God Of Darkness, He Certainly Can Be Dull.

Actually, [wax] Said, We Came Here Because We Needed Someplace Safe To Think For A Few Hours." Ranette: "your Mansion Isn't Safe?" Wax: "my Butler Failed To Poison Me, Then Tried To Shoot Me, Then Set Off An Explosive In My Study" Ranette: "huh.... You Need To Screen These People Better, Wax.

You Cannot Tempt The Hearts Of Men Who Are Pure.

It Was Amazing How Many Books One Could Fit Into A Room, Assuming One Didn't Want To Move Around Very Much.

Our Belief Is Often Strongest When It Should Be Weakest. That Is The Nature Of Hope.