He always had a problem with the purity of others. Never his own.

Oh, I get it," I said. "It's a parable. Cute. Let's go eat.

Advice, then, young yeoman: When referring to the king's middle daughter, state that she is fair, speculate that she is pious, but unless you'd like to spend your watch looking for the box where your head is kept, resist the urge to wax ignorant on her naughty bits." -Pocket I don't know what that means, sir." -Yeoman Speak not of Regan's shaggacity, son" [...] -Pocket

You know, there's a 12 step program for gambling. You should look into that. Twelve steps. Coyote laughed. I'll bet I can do it in six.

Nothing evokes the prurient like puritanism.

Why write a song when no one can play the notes or understand the lyrics?

Angels are just pretty insects.