Flattery is like formaldehyde. It is to be sniffed, never swallowed.
Experimenting on his own daughter. That’s twisted. Even by my own sick standards.
Can I get your autograph?[Agnes DeMille]I only sign my name in blood.[Wednesday Addams]I would expect nothing less.[Agnes DeMille]I never said it was my own blood.[Wednesday Addams]
Camping is even more savage than I imagined. Turns out nature doesn’t bring us together. It rips us apart. It devours the weak, leaving the strong to stumble on.
OMG, you look purr-fect! Only thing, where are your whiskers?[Enid Sinclair]Ask again, and you’ll be down to eight lives.[Wednesday Addams]
As Voltaire once said, “The happiest of lives is a busy solitude.”
“Fire tests gold, suffering tests a woman.”
