I mean I know it's cold out here and not everybody has a sleeping bag. But when you grit your teeth and stick it out until dawn!

“Deep in the meadow, under the willowa bed of grass, a soft green pillow lay dow…”

“What about you?""Not a clue. I keep wishing I could bake a cake or something.”

“El fuego se propaga. Y si nosotros ardemos, tú arderás con nosotros".”

“I really can't think about kissing when I've got a rebellion to incite. ”