Gray day. Everything is gray. I watch. But nothing moves today.

When at last we are sure, You've been properly pilled, Then a few paper forms, Must be properly filled. So that you and your heirs, May be properly billed.

You can't build a substantial V out of turtles!

I am the Lorax! I speak for the trees, Which you seem to be chopping as fast as you please; But I also speak for the brown Barbaloots, Who frolicked and played in their Barbaloot suits, Happily eating Truffula fruits. Now, since you've chopped the trees to the ground There's not enough Truffula fruit to go 'round! And my poor Barbaloots are all feeling the crummies Because they have gas, and no food, in their tummies.

How did it get so late so soon?

If you can see things out of whack, then you can see how things can be in whack.

Sometimes you will never know the value of something,until it becomes a memory.