Nine, now eight. Are the rest of you out there?

Those things that are the most obvious are the very things we've most likely to overlook.

The key to change is letting go of the fear.

I don't like bullies. No one has a right to take or to hurt just because they can.

If you ever know a man who tries to drown his sorrows, kindly inform him his sorrows know how to swim.

I can’t help blushing and looking down at my feet. “It was nothing.” “It was literally everything to me.” I look up, putting on my best version of Eight’s teasing smile. “In that case, I think I deserve more than a gross hot dog.” Eight clasps his hands across his chest like I’ve wounded him. “You’re right! I’m a fool to think my life could be traded for a hot dog.” He grabs my hand and gets down on one knee, pressing his forehead to the back of my hand. “My savior, what can I ever do to repay you?

That ugly freak has spent so much time in my head, I should be charging him rent." -Four