People say things like "it wasn't supposed to go this way" and "this isn't what I wanted." They're just making noise. There's no such thing as "supposed to," and what you want doesn't matter. All that matters is what happened.

Hey!" I turned, crossing my arms and glaring. "I was talking to him!" Tybalt eyed me with amusement, which just made me glare harder. "No, you were inciting him to stab you with a toothpick. Again, the difference is small, but I think it matters.

I'd say it was nice knowing you, but as you've effectively ruined my life, it almost certainly hasn't been.

Things it is not polite to discuss at the dinner table: politics, religion, and the walking dead.

That's Becks. Always ready to offer a helping headshot.

If we didn't fear the truths we didn't hear, we'd lose the need to fear the ones we did.

May posterity show mercy when it look back upon the work we do today. We did what we could with what we had.