If I weren't already dead, I'd have to kill myself just so I could roll over in my grave.

Even at the end of the road, read the first sentence, there is a road. Even at the end of the road, a new road stretches out, endless and open, a road that may lead anywhere. To him who will find it, there is always a road.

You'd better put sunblock on that skeleton head of yours. You're gonna fry." -Bobby

I felt as if I learned a few things. I learned that it's sometimes okay to think like a weenie, so long as you don't act like one—at least not all the time. I learned that it's okay to be wrong, as long as you can admit it and are willing to listen to those who may know better.

There are two types of people in this world. People who hate clowns...and clowns. (Bobby Pendragon)

If I weren't already dead, I'd have to kill myself just so I could roll over in my grave.

There will be no more protests. No more dissension. No more violence. There will be only one voice. The voice of Ravinia. The voice of Halla. Your voice." "There goes freedom of speech," I said.