There is no truer gauge of a man's character than the way in which he employs his strength, his power.

There aren't any magical words, really. Words just hold the magic.

I slammed the doors open a little harder than I needed to, stalked out to the Blue Beetle, and drove away with all the raging power the ancient four-cylinder engine should muster. Behold the angry wizard puttputt-putting away.

He wasn't evil as much as magnificently innocent of any kind of morality.

Over the course of many encounters and many years, I have successfully developed a standard operating procedure for dealing with big, nasty monsters. Run away.

Pain is a byproduct of life. That’s the truth. Life sometimes sucks. That’s true for everyone. But if you don’t face the pain and the suck, you don’t ever get the other things either. Laughter. Joy. Love. Pain passes, but those things are worth fighting for. Worth dying for.

Thomas has the kind of whiter-than-white boyish grin that makes women's panties spontaneously evaporate.