Say no to death pies. Another good motto.

She refused to think of Neil, brave and quiet, whose reward for a heroic rescue was to be slowly devoured by strange cave balloons.

The comforts of life as a fugitive," Drake sighed. "Stumbling about in the dark without mounts.

Nathan Sutter," the teacher read. Here. My mother never calls me Nathan." Is it Nate?" She calls me Honeylips.

I hate how my past actions keep messing up my future options, Seth muttered. Then you've started down the road to wisdom, Grandpa replied.

Most pleasures are best as a seasoning, not the main course. p. 374

Want a reliable road to emotional and spiritual suicide? Spend your life trying to fit in.