Rocky: Uh, y-yeah. Um, it's just that, you know... life as I've experienced it - you know, out there lone free rangin' and stuff - it's, uh... it's full of disappointment, and, uh...
Ginger: What, you mean grass isn't all it's cracked up to be?
Rocky: Grass! Exactly, grass. It's always greener on the other side, and then you get there, and it's brown and prickly. You see what I'm trying to say?
"The Hero of Gallowmere, who fell at the first charge. The fog of war, and the shroud of time has rendered the arrow fodder the savior of the day. But we knows better."
— Gargoyle, MediEvil