So, Nick is Jack is Hansel. Must be a b**ch trying to keep track of your driver’s licenses.
Second chances aren’t given. They’re earned.
Running never made anyone a hero.
Revenge is such a tricky business. I find it rarely ends well, unless of course, you’re me.
Pair of scissors? Why does magic always have to be so literal?
No matter what we did, our outside showed exactly what was rotting on the inside.
It’s officially a cold day in hell when I move in with the Charmings.
It’s easier to live with the darkness if you can dress it up as vengeance.
I’m more of a “hit first, ask questions later” kind of lass.
I came to set the record straight. You were right about one thing, Dragon. There was a battle raging inside Regina. And she may have won the fight, but this is a war. And it’s just begun. The Queen is back.
Home isn’t a place. It’s the people in it.
Every story comes to an end… but who gets to decide when that is? Or whose story it really is, anyway?
