Hesitation Will Get You Killed.

He Laughed, And It Raised Goose-bumps On My Arms. "oh,ma Petite ,ma Petite , You Are Precious." Just What I Wanted To Hear. "so How Are You Getting Here?" "my Private Jet." Of Course, He Had A Private Jet. "when Can You Be Here?" "i Will Be There As Soon As I Can, My Impatient Flower." "i Prefer Ma Petite To Flower.

But We Were All Young Once. It Passes, Like Innocence And A Sense Of Fair Play. The Only Thing Left In The End Is A Good Instinct For Survival.

His Eyes Widened Just A Bit, His Lips Flexed. I Realized He Was Trying Not To Laugh. I Hate It When People Find My Threats Amusing.

Nicky Looked Down At Me With A Knowledge On His Face That He Was Holding The Monster In His Arms. I'd Have Comforted Him, But It Would Have Been All Lies.

My Father Had Taught Me To Be Nice First, Because You Can Always Be Mean Later, But Once You've Been Mean To Someone, They Won't Believe The Nice Anymore. So Be Nice, Be Nice, Until It's Time To Stop Being Nice, Then Destroy Them.