Always Speak Politely To An Enraged Dragon.

The Others Followed, And Found Themselves In A Small, Stuffy Basement, Which Would Have Been Damp, Smelly, Close, And Dark, Were It Not, In Fact, Well-lit, Which Prevented It From Being Dark.

There Was A Sergeant At A Desk. I Knew He Was A Sergeant Because I Recognized The Marks On His Uniform, And I Knew It Was A Desk Because It's Always A Desk. There's Always Someone At A Desk, Except When It's A Table That Functions As A Desk. You Sit Behind A Desk, And Everyone Knows You're Supposed To Be There, And That You're Doing Something That Involves Your Brain. It's An Odd, Special Kind Of Importance. I Think Everyone Should Get A Desk; You Can Sit Behind It When You Feel Like You Don't Matter.

Appropriate Action Means To Advance Your Own Goals, Without Unintentional Harm To Anyone Else.

Most People Seem To Take Pleasure In Feeling Superior To Someone. I'm Not Like That, Which Pleases Me Because It Makes Me Feel Superior.

I'm Told I'm Very Charming When People Do What I Want.