To Have A Choice At

Quim," She Said, "don't Ever Try To Teach Me About Good And Evil. I've Been There, And You've Seen Nothing But A Map.

Aw, Poke, You Poor, Kind, Decent, Stupid Girl. You Saved Me And I Let You Down.

There's A Sort Of Rage A Man Feels When He's Been Deceived Where He Most Trusted. It Compares To No Other Anger.

Sometimes Lies Were More Dependable Than The Truth.

If Words Can Be Lethal Weapons, I Must Provide Them With An Arsenal.