Where monsters rampage, I'm there to take them down. Where treasure glitters, I'm there to claim it. There's a door. For my part, I travel not to go anywhere, but to go. Oh, it's that guy who talks too much again.
All cats are gray in the dark.
The road to the City of Emeralds is paved with yellow brick. This is the way the world ends Not with a bang but a whimper. What if you're a really good person, but you get into a really, really bad fight and your leg gets gangrene and it has to be amputated. Sometimes I think the surest sign that intelligent life exists elsewhere in the universe is that none of it has tried to contact us. No no no, not exactly.