“I didn’t pick this fight, gentlemen. The first move is yours,” Grandmother growled. “And the final one, I assure you, will be mine.”
“I will fight for your right to be weird- just as I know you will fight for mine.”
“Do not worry about your difficulties in Mathematics. I can assure you mine are still greater.”
“Do not worry about your problems with mathematics, I assure you mine are far greater. Albert Einstein.”
“She is mine.' Edward’s low voice was suddenly dark, not as composed as before. 'I didn’t say I would fight fair.”
“I didn’t need you, you idiot. I picked you. And then you picked me back.”