We spread the time as we can, but in the end the world takes it all back. — Stephen King

Dad-a-chum, dad-a-chee! Not to worry, you've got the key!

I refuse to believe that I was raised in Brooklyn simply because of some writer's mistake, something that will eventually be fixed in the second draft.

I need no sigul. Not the potter but the potter's clay, and I need no sigul!