The road to hell is paved with adverbs.

Books and movies are like apples and oranges. They both are fruit, but taste completely different.

Swear to me swear to me that if it isn't dead you'll all come back.

There seems to be no air in the air she breaths.

Don't ask me silly questions I won't play silly games I'm just a simple choo choo train And I'll always be the same. I only want to race along Beneath the bright blue sky And be a happy choo choo train Until the day I die.

Fantasy has a better chance of lasting than a lot of other things. The Hobbit and the Narnia books, they seem to get handed down father to son, mother to daughter. Because they're set in a fantasy world, they can remain relevant.

Madness is a kind of mental suicide.