Finally, from so little sleeping and so much reading, his brain dried up and he went completely out of his mind.
Basically, I have two speeds.... Hostile or smart-aleck. Your choice.
Yes, frosting. The final defense of the dying.
Some people say, ?Never let them see you cry.? I say, if you're so mad you could just cry, then cry. It terrifies everyone.
The meek may inherit the earth, but at the moment it belongs to the conceited. Like me.
Don't Panic.
If loving someone is putting them in a straitjacket and kicking them down a flight of stairs, then yes, I have loved a few people.
History will be kind to me for I intend to write it.
You possess other people's...bodies." He accepted that statement with a nod. "Do you want to possess my body?" "I want to do a lot of things to your body, but that's not one of them.
Even if you are on the right track, you'll get run over if you just sit there.