I think that men ought to treat women like something other than weaker men with breasts.

Her flawless pale skin was also spangled with gemstones. I don't know how they'd been attached, but they clung to her and sent little flashes of color glittering around the cavern when she moved. They were concentrated most densely around her ... well ... She'd been, ah, vajazzled.

Here there be monster." Bob whispered, half hysterically. "Run! Run already!

Where is your unit?" Murphy asked. I wiggled my eyebrows at her. "Right where it's always been, dollface.

You can't abandon life just because it's scary, and just because you get hurt.

This is what it look like when it WORKS?

For the record, surgeries aren't pretty. there's a hideous sense of intimately inappropriate exposure to another human being, and it feel something like accidentally walking in on a naked parent. Only there's more gore. Bits are exposed that just shouldn't be out in the open, and they're covered in blood. Its embarrassing, disgusting, and unsettling all at the same time." Harry Dresden, Turn Coat.