There were eleven of us. Each more different than the next. All with the same mindset. Things weren't the way they were meant to be. It was our job to make things right. We were the soldiers of Halla. It was time for us to take it back.

Siry answered with one simple, shattering word. "Veelox.

I guess this means that our conflict is finally over. Perhaps we should celebrate." – Saint Dane Perhaps you should bite me." Bobby

My feelings for you run very deep." - Loor Not deep enought, I guess." - Bobby (The Rivers of Zadaa)

Mark: When did you learn to drive? Courtney: About three seconds ago.

If you work hard doing the wrong job, is it really work? Or is it some kind of fakery?

We took the elevator back down from the first observation level of the Eiffel Tower and started walking in he direction of the Taj Mahal