Bless You, Daugher Of Man.

Rose Is In Red, But Never In Blue, Sharp As A Thorn, Fights Like One Too.

You And I Aren't Friends Either.

There’s A Big Difference Between Death Threats And Love Letters–even If The Person Writing The Death Threats Still Claims To Actually Love You. Of Course, Considering I Once Tried To Kill Someone I Loved, Maybe I Had No Right To Judge.

You Understand Your Responsibilities Better Than Guardians Twice Your Age. You'll Do What You Have To Do To Succeed.

Everyone Wanted What She Couldn't Have.