She stared at Raven in a long second of shocked silence, before sagging to the floor.

The Professor gripped his axe, having pulled it, with some difficulty, from the boy's head.

An action, to have moral worth, must be done from duty.

There's no time like the present to love deeply, claim our power and live our purpose!

Max?' he asked.'Yeah?''...What are you doing?''Shooting people.

[Lizzie Bennington to a reporter who has asked for her opinion about Jack Archer's celebrated thighs.] __hen you come back from a set down and bring the match to a final set tiebreak and are a point away from winning the match, only to have what looks like an extremely fit player call a time out because of a cramp and then watch that player sit back and casually converse and laugh while you do your best to keep your mental focus and your body moving so you don__ grow cold and cramp yourself, I hardly think you__ concern yourself with his burgeoning manhood, let alone his thighs!