Mortals. Everything is so black and white to you.

Because life goes on, L. The birds do their thing, and the bees do theirs. Seeds get scattered, and everything grows back.

Until then, you can do what everyone else your age does. Listen to music. Watch the television. Just keep your nose away from those books.

We don't get to chose what is true. We only get to choose what we do about it.

You climbed into my window in the middle of the night. So, either you're some kind of Vampire or some kind of Perv. Which is it?

You're so full of crap, you could pass for a toilet.

There were only two kinds of people in our town. ―The stupid and the stuck- ―The ones who are bound to stay or too dumb to go. Everyone else finds a way out.