Sometimes Felicity is as much a mystery to me as the location of the Temple. She is spiteful and childish one minute, lively and spirited in the next; a girl kind enough to bring Ann home for Christma...
So, what's your type? Gonzo asks a few minutes later....Staci Johnson. Dude, I feel like I need to shave my insides when you say that.
She hadn’t meant to get trapped in a conversation. That was the trouble with offering help to old people.
No, you're right. I shan't ever understand your willingness to lie down and die, Felicity barks. If you won't at least try to fight, I have no sympathy for you.
Just once I’d like to meet a fella who isn’t a phony. Somebody who doesn’t wanna buy me a fur so he can show me off to his boys.
Just ducky!
It’s knowing that I’ll never have what she has—a beauty so powerful it brings things to you. I fear I will always have to chase the things I want. I’ll always have to wonder whether I’m truly wanted o...
It occurs to me that cricket is not the true sport in London - gossip is.
I'm Sorry,' he says. It's simple and direct, with none of the nonsense about God calling home an angel too young and who are we to question his mysterious ways.
I am a lot of things, not all of them noble.
He deserves to have his head on a spike for all to see. Waring: If you are insufferable, do not walk here. We shall eat you down to the marrow.
Greetings, ax murderer! I was just wondering how you like your eggs?
Everyone's dying. A little, every day. Make it count.
Don't you? if you keep them from the magic, they will never know what their lives could be.'They will remain protected,' Asha insists.No, 'I say. 'Only untested.
Corría al galope hacia la vida.
Can we agree to this point? But once human beings have free will, they also have the ability to make choices—and commit evil. Thus, this very good thing, free will, allows the possibility of evil into...
But why on earth? When the world moves forward too fast for some people, they try to pull us all back with their fear,
But forgiveness … I’ll hold on to that fragile slice of hope and keep it close, remembering that in each of us lie good and bad, light and dark, art and pain, choice and regret, cruelty and sacrifice....
Because the pure girls get rescued. Mary Lou felt something she didn't let herself feel often. She was well and truly pissed off. Why do girls have to be all pure and innocent and good? Why don't guys...
All things are possible.