“Aha! Today I shall become an author! And I will auth and auth and auth and make a squillion dollars, whoopee!”

“I am that is, my sword shall wield for me.”

“I think that others can drive a creature to naughtiness, always accusing and blaming them. After a while it must make the creature unhappy and drive him...to be naughty, because nobody expects them to be good...”

“Every Betrayal begins with trust-PhishDream as if you'll live forever, live as if you'll die today-James Dean Laugh as much as you breathe and love as long as you live-Anonymous”

“I fell, you see. Trod on my abbot, Father Habit. Oh, dear! I mean...”

“Err, sorry Father Abbot. I tripped y'see. Trod on my Abbot, Father Habit. Oh dear, I mean....”

“Are you going to go down on your knees and beg for your life, old one?" Abbot Mortimer stared calmly into Cluny's savage eye. "I will never bend my knee on my own behalf. However, if I thought I could save the life of one of my friends I would gladly fall down on both knees. But I know you, Cluny, better than you know yourself. There is not a scrap of pity or mercy in your heart, only a burning desire for vengeance. Therefore, I will not kneel to one who is consumed by evil.”