Misdirection is one of my strengths.

I am haunted by the ghost of my father, I think that should allow me to quote Hamlet as much as I please.

I tried to explain as much as I could," Poppet says. "I think I made an analogy about cake." "Well, that must have worked," Widget says. "Who doesn't like a good cake analogy?

The night that seemed endless hours before is now slipping through your fingers, ticking by as it falls into the past and pushes you towards the future.

They say it's darkest before the dawn, but it also tend to be quietest, and the quiet lets you hear yourself better.

The rain increases and umbrellas sprout like mushrooms amongst the graves.

All empires fall eventually. It is the way of things.