“Gadzooks sir!”

“Mr. Schock smiled at Peter and raised his hand into the air. Peter instinctively struck it in a perfect high five. Mr. Schock's smile transformed into a puzzeled frown. "Joshua, how did you...?" "Peter used to do it," said Peter swiftly.”

“Show me what you got,” he snarled at his reflection. “You think you belong here? You think you got magic? Prove it!”

“Bloody, noisy fey. Someone was always awake. Always making a racket or shooting off sparks or reeking of some stench or something else equally annoying. “You‟re driving me bonkers!”

“Nothing is sacred.”

“I want to be your stranger across a crowded room. ”

“If questioning would make us wise no eyes would ever gaze in eyes; if allof our tale were told in speech, no mouth would wonder each to each.Were spirits free from mortal mesh and love not bound to hearts of flesh noaching breast would earn to meet and find their ecstasy complete.For who is there that lives and knows the secret powers by which he grows?Were knowledge all, what were our need to thrill and faint and sweetlybleed?Then not seek, sweet, the “If” and “Why” I love you until I die. For I mustlove because I live And life in me is what you give.”