So Henry," Puck said as he kicked off his shoes and propped his smelly feet on the kitchen table. "I was wondering what you can tell me about puberty." Henry turned pale and stammered. Sabrina wanted to crawl under the table and die.

You sick, twisted monster," Sabrina seethed at Pinocchio.

I mean, if you could have a wizard grant a wish, would you waste it on going to Kansas?

By the way, you don't need the makeup." Puck said.

Please, don't hate me because I am beautiful.

You can't judge the many by the actions of the few.

That's why crazy people are so dangerous. You think they're nice until they're chaining you up in the garage.