Whoever invented the spork should be killed.

In this world, there is a fine line between enlightenment and brain damage.

Perhaps, thought Talon, there was a path in between. A way to shed their ignorance without losing their souls.

I'm tired of eating your family's lousy, tasteless recipes," Dad said. "Tasteless recipes? My grandmother's rolling in her grave!" "It's from indigestion.

The thing was, if I had found a way to escape- even for just a little while- I knew the pain would be there waiting for me when I got back.

Lord, if what I'm doing is wrong, then by all means strike me down. Otherwise set me free.

Fight, flight, and screw up royaly.