Either that boy is the sanest creature on Earth, he thought, or he is so disturbed that our tests cannot even begin to scratch the surface.

I do like to read in bed, but because I have two kids I'm often forced to read in the bathroom.

I am unarmed. But Butler here, my ...ah...butler, has a Sig Saucer in his shoulder holster, two shrike-throwing knives in his boots, aderringer two-shot up his sleeve, garrotte wire in his watch, and three stun greanades concealed in variouse pockets. Anything else, Butler?

If I win, I'm a prodigy. If I lose, then I'm crazy. That's the way history is written.

It took teams of LEP warlocks to slow down time for a few hours; the magic required to open a door to the tunnel was stupendous. It would be easier to shoot down the moon. Opal tapped this into her notepad. Reminder. Shoot down the moon? Viable?

You know you're in trouble when your own imagination starts punishing you.

Caballine likes me to be masterful. She calls me her stallion.