Guild doesn't like me." "That's true." "He doesn't like you, ether." "That is mystifying.

With his sunglasses gone and his scarf hanging down, there was no denying that he had no flesh, he had no skin, he had no eyes and he had no face. All he had was a skull for a head.

We didn't die,' she said. Of course not. I'm too clever to die, and you're too pretty.' I am pretty,' Valkryie said, managing a grin.

Annis had never been a people person, unless ‘people person’ was defined as a person who ate people.

Suddenly Saracen Rue looked old and tired, and Skulduggery Pleasant came into focus as what he really was – a genius, a killer, a tortured soul, and the only true dead man among them.

Kindness suits you." "Really? I think I'm quite allergic to it.

People!" she screamed. "There are people here! New people!