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.

The right thing and the easy thing are never the same.

I believe the term you’re searching for is smoking jacket. I find, now that I have whole days of sunshine ahead of me, I’ve discovered there is more to life than formal haberdashery.

"Well? Is it true? Did she?" "Did she what?" "You know. Fall outta the crazy tree and hit every branch on the way down?"

Fate is a wheel that turns without our hand

I loved her, atom by atom, one burning cell at a time.

Sharpie? A mischievous smile spread across her face. I thought you said you couldn't control your powers. Beginner's luck.