All that sadness. All that anger. It is the smoke that gets into your eyes. If you do not blow it away, how can you hope to see?
We're meant to be friends but you never tell me anything.
I don't know anything!' Tim(Caleb) wailed. He'd never spoken a truer word in his life.
If you think it's hard getting in, you should try getting out.
You're nothing if you're not special.
Oh-do be careful with that! That's my Buddha hand grenade. Twist the head twice and throw it and anyone within ten yards can say their prayers.