We don't say nothing more. What else is there to say? Everything and nothing. You can't say everything, so you don't say nothing.

Viola? Keep calling for me– And I’ll keep searching for you– And I’ll find you– You bet yer life on it– I’ll find you– Keep calling for me, Viola– Cuz here I come.

There's hope at the bottom of the biggest waterfall." ~pg 426

Because he KNEW he was doing wrong. He felt the PAIN of his actions'-- 'But he did not amen them,' shows the Sky. 'The rest are worth as much as their pack animals,' I show, 'but worst is the one who knows better and does NOTHING.

A man is capable of thought. A crowd is not.

The justifications of men who kill should always be heard with skepticism, said the monster.

Doing what's right should be easy. It shouldn't be just another big mess like everything else.