Her Killer Wrote A Note On That

Nobody's That Naive," She Muttered. "nobody's That Guileless." "he's From Nebraska." Peabody Scanned Her Pocket Unit. "from Where?" "nebraska." Peabody Waived A Hand, Vaguely West.... "they Still Grow Them Pretty Guileless In Nebraska. I Think It's All That Soy And Corn.

I Wonder If You Can Understand, I Never Really Knew What It Was To Want, Until You.

Eve-"in The Name Of All That Is Holy...it's 2060, Not 1760. Can't They Figure Out A Better Way To Handle This Process?" Roarke-"amen

I Had That Hole In Me. That Empty Space...she Put It In Me, You Filled It...she Was Part Of My Life. You Are My Life. If I Have A Regret, It,s That Even For An Instant You Could Think Otherwise. Or That I Allowed You To. -roarke

Heroism's Just Doing More Than You Want To Do Or Think You Can. Sometimes It's Just Doing The Crappy Things, The Unhappy Things Other People Won't Do....it's Not Just Jumping Out Of A Plane Onto A Glacier Ten Thousand Feet Up Because There's Nobody Else There To Do It. It's Getting Out Of Bed In The Morning When It Seems Like Too Much Trouble.