You Talk Like A Drunk Man Walks:

Cara Waggled A Hand Over The Two Of Them. "it Works Better With Your Clothes Off." Richard Frowned. His Voice Came As A Hoarse Croak. "what?" She Seemed Mystified By The Question. "i Believe You Will Find Such Things Work Better Without Clothes." She Put Her Hands To Her Hips. "i Thought You Would Know At Least That Much.

I Am Dead. Only Vengeance Can Restore Me! Only Victory Can Return My Life To Me!

Are We Our Bodies? Is A Small Person Less Than A Big Person, Then? If We Were Our Bodies, Then When We Lost An Arm, Or A Leg, Would We Be Less, Would We Begin To Fade From Existence? No. We Are The Same Person. We Are Not Our Bodies; We Are Our Thoughts. As They Form, They Define Who We Are, And Create The Reality Of Our Existence.

People Are Stupid... They Will Believe A Lie Because They Want To Believe It's True, Or Because They're Afraid It Might Be True.

Boundary Wardens, Zedd Thought, Were Tougher Than They Had A Right To Be.