It 'appens to be true. An' if'n yew want ter stay moi friend, yew'd best 'old yer turpitudinous twaddle of a tongue an' listen fer once.

Yes, it would really mean something to be kissed by Jenno.

She's terse. I can be terse. Once, in flight school, I was laconic.

I was one of the many horses pulling the wagon and couldn't escape left or right because of the will of the driver.

My goal has always been to try to live up to every ounce of my potential.

As I die, and my life flashes before my eyes, I want to see who made faces at me when I turned my head. That's all I want to see.

I will not glory, even in my orthodoxy, for even that can be a snare if I make a god of it... Let us rejoice in Him in all His fullness and in Him alone.

Lies. Mab cannot change who you are.

To look in the eyes of audiences and see the kind of naughty glee that they got with being on the inside, the audience becomes your co-conspirators.

The solution to this problem [welfare-statism] must take a positive form: the restoration of a faith in what free men can accomplish.

I pray God that I may never find my will again. Oh, that Christ would subject my will to His, and trample it under His feet.

No one can make us angry. It is our choice.