There Are No Dead Ends, Just Detours.

What If There's A Fire?" Glenna Said Sweetly, And Cian Merely Smiled. "then I Guess You'd Better Open A Window, And Fly.

Love Meant Different Things To Different People.

Why Are You Always Smiling? What Do You Know?

Look, If Some Guy Dressed In His Mother's Clothes Breaks In, Fight Him Off Until I Get My Pants Back On.

I'm A Barrel Of Monkeys, Kid, Though Mostly I Figure Monkeys Stuck In A Barrel Are Just Going To Be Pissed Off.