I’ll Tell You The Truth And Its

True Love Is The Best Thing In The World, Except For Cough Drops.

Life Is Difficult. Anyone Who Says Different Is Trying To Sell You Something.

And What Have I Done?" What? What?...you've Stolen Them." With That, Cornelia Fled, But Buttercup Understood; She Knew Who "them" Was. The Boys. The Beef-witted Featherbrained Rattledskulled Clodpated Dim-domed Noodle-noggined Sapheaded Lunk-knobbed Boys.

I Understand Everything,” He Said. “you Understand Nothing, But It Really Doesn’t Matter, Since What You Mean Is, You’re Glad To See Me, Just As I’m Glad To See You Because No More Loneliness.” “that’s What I Mean,” Said Fezzik.

Buttercup's Mother Whirled On Him. 'did You Forget To Pay Your Taxes?' (this Was After Taxes. But Everything Is After Taxes. Taxes Were Here Even Before Stew.)