Hello, Bradley,' said Mom. She'd regained her composure after my outburst, and now raised her camera. 'Stand close.' 'No, Mom,' I said. 'No pictures.' 'But you're friend's here now,' she said, waving us together. 'Smile!' 'I don't need a picture with-' the flash snapped '-another guy. That's great, Mom, thank you. Send that one to Dad and tell him we're going steady.

You don't get a life until you make one worth living.

I can't imagine you not saying a word," said Marcus."I think you'd go crazy first.

Here was something that I did all the time, and thought nothing of it, and it turns out the rest of the world thinks it's completely reprehensible. That's when I knew I needed to change, so I started making rules. The first one was; Don't mess with animals.

I'd rather know how you feel than hope and wonder and delude myself for weeks on end.

Hockey,' mused Marcus. 'The sport of kings.

Life is a lone wolf, scratching out a living with teeth and claws and a heart of stone.