Sometimes To Heal, You Must First Get

Luck Consists Largely Of Hanging On By Your Fingernails Until Things Start To Go Your Way.

Feminism Is Sort Of Like God. Many People Profess To Believe In It, But No One Seems To Be Able To Define It To Everyone's Satisfaction.

Oh, Wonderful. I Killed His Father. He Hates Me. He Knows How To Make Bombs. Come On, Wedge, How Does This Story End?

Rogue Squadron Doesn't Run. Unless We Really, Really Have To.

There Are Two Types Of People In The World, And I'm One Of Them.