A lot of what we're doing here deals with perception rather than truth. Many would argue that reality depends more on the former than the latter.

Hey, Cormac. You ever have to deal with a PMSing werewolf?

A lot of what we're doing here deals with perception rather than truth. Many would argue that reality depends more on the former than the latter.

It doesn’t bother you that your canine brethren are being paraded around show rings like slaves?” “My canine brethren?” I said. “I don’thave any canine brethren.” “How can you say that! You’re a werewolf.” “That’s right. I’m a werewolf, not a poodle. What makes you think I have any kinship with dogs?

Just so you know, I'm straight. Totally straight. As an arrow." Her voice held a smile. "So am I

He's a bully. I love bullies. They have such big, shiny red buttons to push.

I imagined calling in to my own radio show: Yeah hi, I'm a werewolf, and I'm stuck in a cabin in the woods with another werewolf and a werewolf hunter.