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

I felt like I had just double-tapped Santa.

There's always, always a choice. My options might really, truly suck, but that doesn't mean there isn't a choice.

Pansy," Murphy sneered. Thomas leered at her. "You make my stamen tingle when you talk like that, Sergeant.

I love watching him think," Maeve told Lily. "You can almost hear that poor little hamster running and running on its wheel.

My magic. That was at the heart of me. It was a manifestation of what I believed, what I lived. It came from my desire to see to it that someone stood between the darkness and the people it would devour.

I ask people impertinent questions. Hopefully turning up pertinent answers.