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You Take Insult Where None Is Intended, But If You Will Find Insult Where None Is Meant, Then Perhaps I Should Try Harder To Insult On Purpose.

Anyone Who Tells You Size Doesn't Matter Has Been Seeing Too Many Small Knives.

If You Love Someone, Then Your Freedom Is Curtailed. If You Love Someone, You Give Up Much Of Your Privacy. If You Love Someone, Then You Are No Longer Merely One Person But Half Of A Couple. To Think Or Behave Any Other Way Is To Risk Losing That Love.

My Right Hand Was Sort Of Casually Near My Gun, Without Looking Like I Was Reaching For My Gun. It Wasn't Easy. Reaching For A Gun Usually Looks Like Reaching For A Gun. No One Seemed To Notice Though. Goody For Our Side.

When In Doubt, Ignore And Be Horribly Unimpressed