“I don't seem able to get it straight in my mind....”

“I just want to be able to stand up straight for a little while before I get cut down.”

“Troy sighed with frustration. "Let me get this straight. We're stuck in the story of Romeo and Juliet and we can't get home without a magic charm from Shakespeare's quill, which doesn't exist in this world. However, we might be able to get home when the story ends, but if Romeo and Juliet don't meet, then we don't have a story. More important, we don't have an ending."Friar Laurence tsk tsked. He placed his speckled hand on Troy's forehead. "Bless you, my son, but a fever has muddled your mind.”

“I don't know when I'll able to knock in the door of her mind. But I believe in my love, enthusiasm and passion. Someday dream may come true.”

“At the back of my mind I wanted to be a journalist when I grew up since I didn’t seem to be getting any better at goalkeeping.”

“Let me just unsubscribe to my own mind already, because I don't get any of it.”