This Roberto. He No Like The Light.

Tommy Moved On. "lash, Your People Have Been Oppressed For Hundreds Of Years. It's Time To Strike Back. Look, You Don't Have Your Mba Yet - They Haven't Completely Juiced You Of Your Usefulness Yet. Would Martin Luther King Back Down From This Challenge? Malcolm X? James Brown? Don't You Have A Dream? Don't You Feel Good, Like You Knew That You Would, Now?

He Loved Constantly, Instantly, Spontaneously, Without Thought Or Words. That's What He Taught Me. Love Is Not Something You Think About, It Is A State In Which You Dwell. That Was His Gift.

She Knew It Should Bother Her More, Being Evil And All, But After She Put On A Little Mascara And Some Lipstick And Poured Herself Another Cup Of Blood-laced Coffee, She Found That She Was Okay With It.

Abby: I Could Be A Slave To Your Darkest Desires. I Can Do Things. Anything You Want. Tommy: Well, That's Terrific, Because We Have A Lot Of Laundry Piled Up And The Apartment Is A Wreck. Abby: Anything You Desire, My Lord. I Can Do Laundry, Clean, Bring You Small Creatures To Quench Your Thirst Until I Am Worthy.

Diogenes Carried A Bowl With Him For Years, But One Day Saw A Man Drinking From His Cupped Palm And Declared, ‘i Have Been A Fool, Burdened All These Years By The Weight Of A Bowl When A Perfectly Good Vessel Lay At The End Of My Wrist.