And then, if you make it to bedtime, you feel the joy of cheating death out of one more day," she said. "Do you see?

Isn't it strange that I know you'd risk your life to save mine, but I don't even know what your favorite color is?

At some point, you have to stop running and turn around and face whoever wants you dead.The hard thing is finding the courage to do it.

For there to be betrayal, there would have to have been trust first.

Remember, heads high. Smiles. They're going to love you!

So I learned to hold my tongue and to turn my features into an indifferent mask so that no one could ever read my thoughts.

But don't worry; as I've been saying - and this has been very clever of me, I'm sure you'll agree - if you put enough pressure on coal, it'll turn to pearls!