You've got to take it on faith that the enemy of your enemy is your friend.
Having your own, um, cave at eighteen is pretty cool.
The enemy of your enemy is your enemy!
So much grief, so much anger. So unlike the usual Adrian.
We cannot road trip to Paris.
Life, unfortunately, doesn't seem to care what we want.
You're better than this. Better than whatever it is you're going to do now.
I didn't just get an idea. I got a great idea.
My death will not be penciled on someone's calendar.