Childhood is for spoiling adulthood.
The secret to happiness is short-term, stupid self-interest!
Reality continues to ruin my life.
I don't think I'd have been in such a hurry to reach adulthood if I'd known the whole thing was going to be ad-libbed.
Everybody I know fails the acid test of friendship.
Blustery cold days should be spend propped up in bed with a mug of hot chocolate and a pile of comic books.