Put some clothes on, you weird, yellow-eyed, table-dancing, werewolf-training, cryptic, stare-me-right-in-the-eyes-and-don't-even-blink wench.

Where instinct fails, intellect must venture.

The building was on fire, and it wasn’t my fault.

Laughter, like love, has power to survive the worst things life has to offer. And to do it with style.

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

The only good thing about having your back to the wall is that it makes it really easy to choose which way you're going to go.

There is the world that should be and the world that is. We live in one and must create the other.