They Be Crazier Than We Are.

All I Really Wanted To Do Was Cuddle Back Under The Blankets, Maybe With A Certain Stuffed Toy Penguin I Knew. Yeah, Hiding Sounded Good.

If You Can't Impress Yourself, Then No One Else Really Matters.

I Don't Have A Master. I'm Not Sure If I Have An Equal.

There Is Some Comfort In Killing That Which Has Hurt You, But It Is Cold Comfort. It'll Destroy Things Inside Of You That The Original Pain Wouldn't Have Harmed. Sometimes It's Not A Question Of Whether A Piece Of Your Soul Is Going To Go Missing, Only Which Piece It's Going To Be.

If Your Life Works, And You Work In It, Then It’s Okay, Whatever Is Happening Is Okay.