I Am Death, Not Taxes. I Turn

Creatures Which, Lacking Mankind's Superior Brain Power, Did Not Concern Themselves With Finding Someone To Blame, And Instead Tried To Find Someone To Eat.

Anyway, Just Because You're Sworn Enemies Doesn't Mean You Can't Be Friends, Does It?

Last Hopeless Chances Have Got To Work. Nothing Makes Sense Otherwise. You Might As Well Not Be Alive.

I Don’t See Why It Matters What Is Written. Not When It’s About People. It Can Always Be Crossed Out.

People Think That Stories Are Shaped By People. In Fact, It's The Other Way Around.