Since coming to Mythos, I'd almost been run through with a sword and mauled to death by a killer kitty cat. Dirty looks didn't faze me anymore.

It didn't take long for the anger to put the happiness in a headlock.

Her touch was as soft as a snowflake falling onto my skin.

I was so getting tired of fighting for my life in the library.

I'm crazy about you, Spartan.

I know that maniacal twinkle in your eye. You're up to something Gwen," he said.

All I'm saying is that I understand if the novelty's worn off and you want to get off the carousel ride now before it kills you.