Everyone had a weakness. It was the law of nature that for each being there was a predator, or a disease, or a vulnerability built into their very core.

Maybe if I prayed to Miss Marple, she’d hook me up with a clue

He finished the bandage and was examining it critically. "You know those things are unreliable." His voice held just a touch of reproach. “Eleven out of twelve work fine. I’d say that’s better chances than getting an orgasm with a blind date and women still try.

He groaned and I saw his face. "Curran!" I would've preferred a homicidal lunatic. Oh, wait...

He raised his hand in a peaceful gesture. "You need to relax a bit, dove. Like Mouse over there. You trust me, don't you, Mouse?" "Nope!" "Ahhh, I'm hurt. Nobody likes me.

Nothing kills a party like an oversize metal hedgehog.

I saved the baby. I saved her. For you." - Bran