Pacifists are like sheep who believe that wolves are vegetarians.

A little sturdiness when superiors are much in the wrong sometimes occasions consideration. And there is truth in the old saying that if you make yourself a sheep, the wolves will eat you.

Sunday is different than all the other days. Even the sun is different.

Behold, I send you forth as sheep in the midst of wolves: be ye therefore wise as serpents, and harmless as doves.

Where the frick are you?! I’ve been frickin’ driving all frickin’ around this stupid frickin’ city all frickin’ day trying to find the frickin’ hotel because apparently frickin’ Emily doesn’t know where the frick it is either.

Behold, I send you forth as sheep in the midst of wolves