Sailing to an island unknown Failing to find your way home you walk under a sea leagues beneath us

you're like a siren, leading me into dangerous places

The world needs more love at first sight.

It felt wrong to be so proud of something that I had absolutely nothing to do with, but I couldn't help myself.

- Tears don't become us. - What becomes us? - Action.

Are you really going to work in that?" Maura asked. Blue looked at her clothing. It involved a few thin layering shirts, including one she had altered using a method called shredding. "What's wrong with it?" Maura shrugged. "Nothing. I always wanted an eccentric daughter. I just never realised how well my evil plans were working.

Are you alone?" So that's what this call was about. For some reason, the question made my throat tighten. "No," I said, "Elvis is here. Would you like to talk to him?