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• When I was 10, my pa told me never to talk to strangers... We haven't spoken since.
• You are in a room with mirrors on all the walls.
• Karl: You don't belong here. You're a fraud and a phony, and it's only a matter of time until they find you out.
  Homer: Gasp! Who told you? Karl: You did. You told with me with the way you slump your shoulders, the way you talk into your chest, the way you smother yourself in bargain-basement lime-green polyester....
• There is a loud explosion, and you are suddenly splashed across the walls walls of the room.
• Everyone writes on the walls but me. -- Graffiti seen in Pompeii
• Mother told me (yes, she told me) I'd meet girls like you.
  She also told me "Stay away. You never know what you'll catch....
• I told you never to call me on this wall! This is an unlisted wall!
• If someone told me it wasn't "fashionable" to talk about freedom, I think I'd just have to look him square in the eye and say, "Okay, YOU TELL ME what's `fashionable'.
  But he won't. And you know why? Because you can't ask someone what's fashionable in a smart-alecky way like that....
• Mama told me not to come.