The netherworld is timeless and unchanging, and boring -- much like a doctor's waiting room.

It was sometimes difficult to reconcile a man's talents with his personality.

Anger is the spirits telling you that you are alive.

Tommy had felt alone in a crowd before, even inferior to everyone in a crowd, but now he felt, well, different. It wasn't just the clothes and the make up, it was the humanity. He wasn't part of it. Heightened senses or not, he felt like he had his nose pressed against the window, looking in. The problem was, it was the window of a donut shop.

The pursuit of material gain is ultimately empty when measured against eternity.

I was seven before I realized that you could eat breakfast with your pants on.

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