I put it down to the paranoia of advancing age. It isn't like I'm all that old or anything, especially for a wizard, but age is always advancing and I'm fairly sure it's up to no good.

Gruff,” I said, “I find myself largely clueless about why mortal women do what they do. It will take a wiser man than me to understand what’s in a fae woman’s mind.

I've never lost a duel to the death. Not one.

You don’t have to run faster than the bear to get away. You just have to run faster than the guy next to you.

Are you always a smartass?' Nope. Sometimes I'm asleep.

But I am dead certain--ba-dump-bump-ching--that I'm the first guy to lead an army of spirits in an assault from the spirit-world side...and had them start off screaming, "BOO!

You rush a miracle worker, you get lousy miracles!