I see someone in the alley and glance up, my fangs ejecting out of my gums. Starving, I slide down a wall and tilt my head back, swallowing as my wings twitch.
All you need is faith, trust, and a little bit of pixie-dust!
Twenty years from now you will be more disappointed by the things you didn't do than by the ones you did. So throw off the bowlines, sail away from the safe harbor. Catch the trade winds in your sails. Explore. Dream. — Mark Twain