And what of my wrath?

I address you all tonight as you truly are: wizards, mermaids, travelers, adventurers and magicians. You are the true dreamers.  


These blessed candles of the night.


Not those times. Not one line. Don’t you dare!
You and me. Time and space. You watch us run.


Raising Hope - 2.08. Bro-gurt


And, of course, there’s only one lady who could break up the Nazi’s party. 


Benedick: I do love nothing in the world so well as you. Is not that strange?
Beatrice: As strange as the thing I know not. It were as possible for me to say I love nothing so well as you. But believe me not. And yet I lie not. I confess nothing, nor I deny nothing. I am sorry for my cousin.
Benedick: By my sword, Beatrice, thou lovest me. 
Beatrice: Do not swear, and eat it. 
Benedick: I will swear by it that you love me, and I will make him eat it that says I love not you. 


Come hither, Leonato. What was it you told me today? That your niece Beatrice was in love with Signior Benedick?


Are you yet living?

Are you yet living?



“I don’t need you.”
“I don’t care. Where Doctor Song goes, I go.”
“What? You two engaged or something?”
“Yes. In a manner of speaking.”