It demeans you to cover rotten meat with honey. I know what I am. What would you want with a monster?" "Everything.

Because I am about to be devoured by poodles," I quip. "Remember me always, my love.

I thought weirdness was a good thing. I don't mean that defensively, either. I thought it was something to be cultivated.

Changing is what people do when they have no options left.

I have no memory of climbing the stairs up to the roof. I don't even know how to get where I am, which is a problem since I'm going to have to get down, ideally in a way that doesn't involve dying.

I don't lie," I lied.

This is the part in the movie where that guy says, "Zombies? What zombies?" just before they eat his brains. I don't want to be that guy.