One Of The Things I Strive For

Stefan Spat. "oh, Aye, He Fell. O' Course, Master Ralon Helped Him Fall, Several Times. Poor Li'l Tyke Didn't Have A Chance.

A Bully Fights People Littler And Weaker Than He Is Because He Thinks It's Fun.

I Forgot My Purse Of Laughter When I Dressed This Mornin'," She Told Me. "have You Not Bought Anythin' The Last Few Days? Prices Have Gone Up. Pay Or Starve, It's All One To Me.

A Good Friend Will Help You Up When You Fall. A Best Friend Will Laugh And Try To Trip You Again. - I'm Not Sure

Don't Die On Me," She Whispered When The Clock Struck Midnight And He Still Had Not Moved. "it's Only A Little Shoulder Wound. Goddess, George-don't Die On Me." His Eyes Flickered Open And He Smiled. "i Didn't Know You Cared," He Whispered. "and Why Insult Me? I Won't Die For A Wee Nick Like This; I've Had Worse In My Day." Alanna Wiped Her Wet Cheeks. "of Course I Care, You Unprincipled Pickpocket!" She Whispered. "of Course I Care.