If anyone comes near you, just scream and run.
His speech failed to rouse an enthusiastic cheer, but no one dared contradict him.
There is a passion in you that scares me.
I turned around and headed back to the stairwell, planning to go downstairs and buy a chocolate bar from the vending machine. Maybe it would fall on me and end my misery.
You're like something drawn with the sun's fire, and I can take only little glimpses of you.
You can't eat [literature], that's the problem," he said. "I've tried, it's very dry, and not at all nutritious.