The truth has a way of changing people's plans.

There is always somthing to learn, always somthing that is important to understand

He seems designed specifically for speed and deadly accuracy. But not strength, not particularly-he is smart, but not strong. Only strong enough to carry me.

I can’t leave now. I like her too much. There, I said it. But I won’t say it again.

It doesn't prove anything except that you're bullying us. Which, as I recall, is a sign of cowardice.

But I think that no matter how smart, people usually see what they're already looking for, that's all.

I’d rather eat out of a can than be strangled by a faction.