I gulped, then stepped over the threshold into the house where I'd lived as a boy. After eighteen long years of wandering, I had finally come home.

Destiny is a tower of cards - nudge one just an inch and everything stacked on top comes crashing down. P116

Leave him alone!" Debbie shouted. "Shut up, please, or I'll kill you," Mr Tiny replied.

Destiny's what you make of it. You have to face whatever life throws at you.

I mean, seriously, what lady of taste could resist a shiny green head of hair like mine?

The demons were scary, but girls - Well, girls are really terrifying

Of course I have nightmares-Who doesn't?