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“Want a sugar cube?”
― Finnick Odair

“The taste of your life depends on the spices you used to brew it. Add laziness to it and it becomes bitter as the bile; put a cube of good attitudes into it and you will lick your lips more and more due to its sweet taste.”
― Israelmore Ayivor

“Indeed, we came to make peace. But the mist came down upon us and when it rose, some trolls and dwarfs cried, “Ambush!�� They fell to fighting and would not hear our commands. So troll fought troll, and dwarf fought dwarf, and fools made fools of all of us as we fought to stop a war, until the disgusted sky washed us away.

“‘And yet we say this. Here, in this cave at the end of the world, peace is made between dwarf and troll, and we will march beyond the hand of Death together. For the enemy is not Troll, nor it is Dwarf, but it is the baleful, the malign, the cowardly, the vessels of hatred, those who do a bad thing and call it good. Those we fought today, but the willful fool is eternal and will say—’��

“This is just a trick!�� Ardent shouted.

“‘—say this is a trick,”�� Bashfullsson continued, “‘and so we implore: come to the caves under this valley, where you will find us sharing the peace that cannot be braken.”
― Terry Pratchett, Thud!

“I run like a puzzle. My knees are like colored cubes that rotate and need to be solved.”
― Jarod Kintz, Eggs, they’re not just for breakfast

“The Planeswalker know
YOu take the card from the library
And bury it when you're done.
On the path, you face history.
Walk the path, do the math:

Start with the prime numbers under 100
Whose digits give you 10.
Choose the happy median.
Add it to: The square root of
The cube of five divided by
The sum of 3 and 2.”
― Megan Frazer Blakemore, The Friendship Riddle

“In the insanity of the cube we feel safe within its confines, yet the insanity is believing that confines equate to safety.”
― Craig D. Lounsbrough, The Eighth Page: A Christmas Journey

“Indeed, we came to make peace. But the mist came down upon us and when it rose, some trolls and dwarfs cried, “Ambush!�� They fell to fighting and would not hear our commands. So troll fought troll, and dwarf fought dwarf, and fools made fools of all of us as we fought to stop a war, until the disgusted sky washed us away.

“‘And yet we say this. Here, in this cave at the end of the world, peace is made between dwarf and troll, and we will march beyond the hand of Death together. For the enemy is not Troll, nor it is Dwarf, but it is the baleful, the malign, the cowardly, the vessels of hatred, those who do a bad thing and call it
good. Those we fought today, but the willful fool is eternal and will say—’��

“This is just a trick!�� Ardent shouted.

“‘—say this is a trick,”�� Bashfullsson continued, “‘and so we implore: come to the caves under this valley, where you will find us sharing the peace that
cannot be braken.”
― Terry Pratchett, Thud!