You cannot poison what is between us with your foul words. She is my light in the darkness and Johnny is my pathway ahead.

A dream is the key that unlocks the mysteries of the waking world.

Nobody expects you to exhibit godlike strength, excepting maybe yourself.

My feet will tread soft as a deer in the forest. My mind will be clear as water from the sacred well. My heart will be strong as a great oak. My spirit will spread an eagle's wings, and fly forth.

Good and bad; shade and sunlight, there's but a hair's breath between them. It's all one in the end.

Bran held his voice leve. "In time,you will regret these words. You may hold me captive now, and believe me helpless. But each foulword you speak of her brings your death a little closer." --Bran to Eamonn

Become my friend and you embrace a nightmare.