You can get so confused that you'll start in to race down long wiggled roads at a break-necking pace and grind on for miles across weirdish wild space, headed, I fear, toward a most useless place. The Waiting Place.

In my world, everyone's a pony and they all eat rainbows and poop butterflies!

Be yourself and the people that don't mind are the people that matter.

When something bad happens you have three choices. You can either let it define you, let it destroy you, or you can let it strengthen you.

And will you succeed? Yes indeed, yes indeed! Ninety-eight and three-quarters percent guaranteed!

And what would you do if you met a jibboo?

And he, he himself, the Grinch - carved the roast beast.