Better safe than exsanguinated.

I stared up at the Erlking, and with my typical pithy brilliance said, "Uh-oh.

Tavi looked wildly around the courtyard, and when his gaze flicked toward them, his face lit witha ferocious smile. "Uncle Bernard! Uncle Bernard!" he shouted, pointing at Doroga. "He followed me home! Can we keep him?

It bothered me that he was right. Without Sir Stuart's intervention, I'd have been dead again already. That's right--you heard me: dead again already. I mean, come on. How screwed up is your life (after- or otherwise) when you find yourself needing phrases like that?

Nobody can be bad at everything. There’s no such thing as a perfect screwup.

I'm dealing with a lot of scary things. I think you have to react to them. And you either laugh at them or you go insane.

That’s the problem with you nearly immortal types,” I said. “You couldn’t spot a pop culture reference if it skittered up and implanted an embryo down your esophagus.