"You know, it's funny-- when you look at somebody through rose colored glasses, all the red flags just look like - flags."

There's a benefit to losing; you get to learn from your mistakes.

"The most dangerous people are not those who lie to your face -- but those who lie to themselves, and call it love."

You can silence 50 scholars with 1 fact but you cannot silence 1 idiot with 50 facts.

"When someone cannot tolerate being wrong they also cannot tolerate growth"

I'm not what happened to me. I'm what I choose to become. Those who look outside, dream. Those who look inside awaken

It's so easy to hate. It takes guts to be gentle and kind.

Does your dog bite?

Never be so nieve as to think a Lion is going to bite his own tail.

Nice knife! Can I play autopsy with it? -- Wednesday Addams

If something doesn't hurt them, They don't care who bleeds.

For sale Parachute Only used once Never opened

@Dynamo Pad Twilight shifted self-consciously "You don't have to bow, you know," she said. " We don't stand on ceremony here." "Okay ponies," Luna called out. "let's get this thing started!" Twilight led the group to the games with the dozen mares, sighing in unison, trailing behind.

"I keep hearing voices inside my head! They tell me to eat my veggies!"

Memory by Fannie Isabelle Sherrick (born 31 May, fl. 1860 – 1880) A treasured link of shining pearls, A by-gone melody, A shower of tears with smiles between-- And this is memory. A thing so light a breath of air May waft its life away; A thing so dark that moments of pain Seem like some endless day. A careless word may wound the heart, And quickly it may die; Yet in the seas of memory Forever it will lie. And sometimes when the tide rolls back Its waves of joy and pain, That careless word, though long forgot, Will wound the heart again. The restless seas of memory Are vast and deep and wide; And every deed that we can know Sleeps in that tireless tide. Upon the thoughtless lives of men Its waves in mockery roll; And sweep a might of bitter pain Across each human soul. And few can stand upon the sands Beside this boundless sea, And say with calm unfaltering voice "It has no grief for me." The passing wave may bear away Our deeds and words untrue; Yet surely as the tide comes in The wrecks will follow too. memoy Stereol.flac

If you make a mistake, press the undo button (sold separately).

You're a really sweet kid

A song for you

@Dynamo Pad "D-don't take it per-personally," said Bluebell. "She's a v-very sensitive pony, and- and I think she ju-ju-just feels over-overwhelmed. I think if you give-give her a chance, she'll w-warm up to you."

@Dynamo Pad For a moment, Moondancer lost her confident posture, like a startled filly. "Oh - um -oh - uh - hi," she said. she could barely touch Dynamo's extended hoof. "I - um - It's - um - nice to - uh - meet you. Please excuse me." She turned and walked briskly away, almost running. "Oh, d-d-d-dear," said Bluebell.

@Dynamo Pad In a dark arcade, a small crowd gathered around to watch a bespectacled blue unicorn at the game console, racking up one of the highest scores any of them had seen. The earth stallion she was playing against looked on, and he was not happy. When the unicorn mare was done. the crowd started to applaud. She gave them a modest smile, but then her opponent jumped in, yanked her by her foreleg and shook her. "There is no way you could scored that high in Tempest without cheating," he growled. The unicorn felt his hoof dig in to her foreleg. "N-no! I di-di-didn't ch-cheat! I-I-I s-s-swear!" she said. "Pl-please, you-you're hurting me!"