We punch people, Valkyrie. That’s who we are. Embrace your inner lunatic. Fun times guaranteed.

Every solution to every problem is simple. It's the distance between the two where the mystery lies.

Every human being who has ever lived has the same potential in them for good and evil. Mortal or sorcerer, it doesn't matter. Power has a way of bringing out the worst in people. Mevolent. Serpine. Hitler. Lord Vile. Darquesse. We're all the same." "You just put me on a list with Hitler." "You're going to start sulking again, aren't you?

You said I was your number-one pick." "And you are. In our hearts. Alphabetically, though, Dusk comes before you.

We don’t need a cure,” the other zombie said. “That’s right,” Scapegrace nodded. “We’re happy the way we are.” “Happy with the power,” Scapegrace clarified. “Very happy, just the two of us, and there’s nothing wrong with us either. It’s very natural in fact. Nothing to be ashamed of—” “Thrasher,” said Scapegrace, “shut up.

Come and have a go, if you think you're hard enough

Tides do what tides do – they turn.