Betrayal

Why does every breach of trust
Hurt more than other kinds of pain?
Each betrayal wounds as deeply as the one
Which came before, opening old wounds again
While inflicting the new: so that even scars,
Once healed, regain their feeling and begin
To ache anew as they are torn asunder,
Ruptured by the cold steel blade of deceit.

Lost

Lampy: Are you sure this is the right way?

Radio: I'm as sure as I am honest.

Lampy: In that case, we're definitely lost.

--from The Brave Little Toaster

Good morning, good morning, gooooood morning!

Radio: Things could be worse, you know.

Lampy: How?

Radio: How what?

Lampy: How could they be worse?

Radio: They couldn't; I lied.

--from The Brave Little Toaster