So you have your price. Your soul for a cookie.
Because what’s worse than knowing you want something, besides knowing you can never have it?
I don’t damsel well. Distress, I can do. Damseling? Not so much.
Love means never having to be apart.
The funny thing about facing imminent death is that it really snaps everything else into perspective.
Am I tough? Am I strong? Am I hard-core? Absolutely. Did I whimper with pathetic delight when I sank my teeth into my hot fried-chicken sandwich? You betcha.
Sometimes being a leader isn’t about winning. Sometimes it’s about doing what’s right, instead of what’s powerful.
Keep this in mind: there are no coincidences.
Fang, fang. I love you. I looooove you. I love you thiiiiiiiiiis much!
I offered to pee on him, but they said no.
The hamster called. He wants his home back.
I looked into her eyes. “Mom, who do you pray to?” I just pray, Daniel. That’s all.
Sometimes he seems like a droid – or a drone. Fang of Nine. Fang2-D2.
They’re afraid of change, and we must change. They’re afraid of the young, and we are the young. They’re afraid of music, and music is our life. They’re afraid of books, and knowledge, and ideas. They’re most afraid of our magic.
You know things have gone bad when military marches pass for pop music.
There’s nothing more annoying than cold logic and reason when you’ve got a good fit going.
Have you been playing in toxic waste lately?
Men suck, even imaginary ones.
I muttered a swear word to myself. After I heard Angel cussing like a sailor when she stubbed her toe, my new resolution was to watch my language. All I needed was a six-year-old mutant with a potty mouth.
Honesty is always good, except when it’s better to lie.