Small Towns Harbor Small Imaginations.

They Were Still All Beautiful And There Was Still Enchantment And Wonder, But She Had Crossed A Line And Now The Fairy Tale Was Green With Corruption And Evil.

And In Real Life Endings Aren't Always Neat, Whether They're Happy Endings, Or Whether They're Sad Endings.

I've Killed Enough Of The World's Trees.

A Life Without Love Is Like A Tree Without Fruit.

He Smiles A Lot. But I Think There Might Be Worms Inside Him Making Him Smile.