*Amy stands up disgruntled again.* "Jeez. I keep forgetting that I'm here." *she stomps out of the room and returns with a couple of fluffy cushions which she plumps up in a corner.* "Well, if I'm stayin' then I might as well be comfortable"
"It is curious how often you humans manage to obtain that which you do not want."
When she transformed into a butterfly, the caterpillars spoke not of her beauty, but of her weirdness. They wanted her to change back into what she always had been. But she had wings. — Dean Jackson