I'm not stupid, stupid. Leave this whole thing in my extremely capable and well-manicured hands. I'll call you later with an update. Bye!

I like to think of birthdays as celebrating life." "Only losers acknowledge they survived a year and hope they cheat death again.

Time to grow up. Time to stop bawling. Time to do SOMETHING. And that means, if I'm not sleeping, my nerd-herd isn't sleeping either-sun or no sun.

Pain was good. If I hurt, it meant I wasn't dead.

Don't you think baby corns are scary? There's just something wrong about their midget bodies.

He's not the brightest crayola in the pack.

...Night has chosen thee; thy death will be thy birth. Night calls to thee; harken to Her sweet voice. Your destiny awaits you at the House of Night.