Meddling, smug, stupid little..." "She likes me! They always play hard to get when they like me!" "No. You do not understand. I could not have done it because I can not read or write.

Throw up whatever's making you sick, Darren," he said, "then get your behind back in here.

The world won't end with a bang or a whimper. It'll end with the death screams of a thousand demons and a defiant, carefree, savage, wolfen howl.

When he faced me again, he looked ashamed of himself. "I have gravely underestimated you, Darren," he said. "I will not do so again. I made a wiser choice than I realized when I chose you to serve as my assistant. I feel honoured to have you by my side.

But I don't think Art's an Einstein - he likes tugging ears, biting people and burping too much to be a genius.

Better to die for my people in my own land than rule in another and suffer a lifetime of cowardly guilt.

but you were a fool to bring that pider into this house