It’s the most maddening, beautiful, magical, horrible, painful, wonderful joyous thing in the world, love
They call me, The Sharkalator
I blame Jeb for letting you be such a smart aleck. ” I stared at her. “I blame you for altering my DNA! I mean, I have wings, lady! What were you thinking?
Yeah,” said Iggy. “But what now? Let’s do something fun. ” I guess being on the run from bloodthirsty Erasers and insane scientists wasn’t enough fun for him. Kids today are so spoiled.
Do I open it? Do I open it? Of course I freaking open it!
My life would never contain a convenient, pain-saving plan when it could stretch a problem out into an endless agony of uncertainty and torture.
What are you doing in there, waxing your mustache?” Iggy yelled, pounding on the bathroom door. I yanked the door open and pushed him backward hard, making him stagger. “I don’t have a mustache, you idiot!” Iggy giggled and put his arms up to protect himself in case I punched him. “And you know what?” I added. “You don’t have one either. Well, maybe in a couple years. You can always hope. ” I left him in the hallway, anxiously fingering his upper lip.
Come out into the Universe of Light. Everything in the Universe is Yours, stretch out your arms and Embrace it with Love
A dream. . . I was trying to explain to St. Peter, and was doing it in the German tongue, because I didn't want to be too explicit.
The United States has done more for the war crimes tribunal than any other country in the world. We're turning over all the information we have, including intelligence information.
How does light enter a house? If the windows are open. How does light enter a human? If the door of love is open.