Friend, I’ve learned, takes on a different meaning, depending on who you ask.
I didn’t know who to bring to the dance, so I brought C-4.
You know the thing I love about bad guys? Is that despite ourselves we are all so tragically predictable.
When your life unfolds into a nightmare, you pray your dreams will take you elsewhere.
Red wig? And I’m the crazy one.[to Batwoman]
How is one supposed to start anew when all that is old still haunts her?
Clearly, you are an only child. Otherwise, you would know that our dear siblings are the ones most predisposed to betray us.
I only trust in the fact that people can’t be trusted.
