Christ.No, not Christ. These leavings were made in propitiation of a much older God than the Christian one. People have called Him different things at different times, but Rachel’s sister gave Him a perfectly good name, I think: Oz the Gweat and Tewwible, God of dead things left in the ground, God of rotting flowers in drainage ditches, God of the Mystery.

It's all life is. Just going 'round kissing people.

A sword wields no strength unless the hand that holds it has courage

I'll drink your champagne. I'll drink every drop of it, I don't care if it kills me.

I want you to lie to me just as sweetly as you know how for the rest of my life.

Never miss a party...good for the nerves--like celery.

Every sort of trouble I can think of, we've tried it out- become expert at some of it, even, so much so that I've come to wonder whether artists in particularity seek out hard times the way flowers turn their faces toward the sun.

Take off that darn fur coat!...Or maybe you'd like to have us open all the windows.

I am the Hero of Time. No matter where or when I am, I will fight for Hyrule... and for Princess Zelda.

By the power of the Tri-Force, I command you to "-------

Believe me, I may be a bit blasé, but I can still get any man I want.