The Freedom To Swing Your Fist Ends

A Book's Alright When The Weather's Foul And There's Nothing Else To Do, But Why Sit And Read When The Wind Is Calling Your Name?

I Think I Know Why You Never Married, Sarah." "well, And I Reckoned If I Wanted Something That'd Come And Go As He Pleased, Take Me For Granted, And Ignore Me When He Chose, I'd Get A Cat. And If I Wanted Something I'd Always Have To Be Picking Up After, Getting Into Trouble, But Slavishly Devoted, I'd Get A Dog.

You Jackass. We're All Going To Die Here. You Know That, Right?' Harrier Said. Yeah," Eugens Said Shakily. '...guess I Might As Well Die Here With You As Out On The Desert With A Bunch Of Other Jackasses.

Pretend Long Enough That You Belong, And Eventually Even You Will Believe It." - Gallen

He Isn't Stupid, But His Interests Are So Narrow I Doubt I Could Slip A Sheet Of Paper In Between Them