Love Is The Pursuit Of Shadows.

I'm Bad At Picking Heroes.

Happiness Is A Garden Walled With Glass: There's No Way In Or Out. In Paradise There Are No Stories, Because There Are No Journeys. It's Loss And Regret And Misery And Yearning That Drive The Story Forward, Along Its Twisted Road.

Waste Not Want Not. I Am Not Being Wasted. Why Do I Want?

If A Stranger Taps You On The Ass And Says, "how's The Little Lady Today!" You Will Probably Cringe. But If He's An American, He's Only Being Friendly.

Canada Was Built On Dead Beavers.