Knock Your Bad Self Out.

Sometimes Love Isn't About Being Smart. Sometimes It's About Being Stupid Together.

Different Isn't Evil, It's Just Different.

Some Days You Go Bear Hunting And You Get Eaten. Some Days You Come Home With A Nice Rug To Roll Around On, And Bear Steaks. What They Don't Tell You As A Kid Is That Sometimes You Get The Rug And Steaks, But You Also Get Some Nice Scars To Go With Them. As A Child You Don't Understand That You Can Win, But That's It's Not Always Worth The Price. Once You Understand And Accept That Possibility You Become A Real Grown Up, And The World Becomes A Much More Serious Place. Not Less Fun, But Once You Realize What Can Go Wrong, It's A Lot Scarier To Go Hunting "bears".

In Chains And Darkness, Wherefore Should I Stay, And Mourn In Prison, While I Keep The Key.

I Have No Personal Stake In These People, Jean-claude, But They Are People. Good, Bad, Or Indifferent, They Are Alive, And No One Has The Right To Just Arbitrarily Snuff Them Out.” "so It Is The Sanctity Of Life You Cling To?" I Nodded. “that And The Fact That Every Human Being Is Special. Every Death Is A Loss Of Something Precious And Irreplaceable.