She sent you after me, knowing you’re not ready, knowing you would likely die. Mommy was very bad.
Youth is not a guarantee of innovation.
Why not stay dead? There’s no shame in saying you’ve lost a step.
One equal temper of heroic hearts, Made weak by time and fate, but strong in will To strive, to seek, to find, and not to yield.
I can do more damage on my laptop, sitting in my pajamas, before my first cup of Earl Grey than you can do a year in the field.
Everybody needs a hobby.
Do you see what comes of all this running around, Mr. Bond? All this jumping and fighting, it’s exhausting! Relax. You need to relax… Ah well, mother’s calling. I will give her a good-bye kiss for you.
