When the snows fall and the white winds blow, the lone wolf dies but the pack survives. Сила — спільник мій, і спільник могутній. Життя її створює, вирощує He's a good man...and thorough. There are two big days in any love story: the day you meet the girl of your dreams and the day you marry her. Who wants some Draven? Heheheh. Holy Ghost Writer The future is scary but you can’t just run back to the past because it’s familiar. And I have a tender spot in my heart for cripples and bastards and broken things. Do you wish me a good morning, or mean that it is a good morning whether I want it or not; or that you feel good this morning; or that it is a morning to be good on?

I solemnly swear that I am up to no good.

Will this sadness that makes me cry my heart out — will it ever end? The answer, of course, is yes. One day the sadness will end.

• Pie. Whoever invented the pie? Here was a great person.