The mad rarely know that they are mad. It's the rest of the world, I think, that seems insane to them.

Thomas was an annoying wiseass who tended to make everyone he met want to kill him, and when I have that much in common with someone, I can't help but like him a little.

Where instinct fails, intellect must venture.

When you die, do you want to feel ashamed of what you've done with your life? Feel ashamed of what your life meant?

Seedy wasn't a fair description for the place, because seeds imply eventual regrowth and renewal.

At the moment I was mad enough to chew up nails and spit out paper clips.

All power is the same. Magic. Physical strength. Economic strength. Political strength. It all serves a single purpose-it gives its possessor a broader spectrum of choices. It creates alternative courses of action.