Right,' Thomas said. 'Where are we headed?' 'To where they treat me like royalty,' I said. 'We're going to Burger King?' I rubbed the heel of my hand against my forehead and spelled fratricide in a subvocal mutter, but I had to spell out temporary insanity and justifiable homicide, too, before I calmed down enough to speak politely. 'Just take a left and drive. Please.' 'Well,' Thomas said, grinning, 'since you said 'please' - Thomas Raith & Harry Dresden, Small Favor, Jim Butcher

Yeah, they look great, but that isn't a fantasy come true, Harry. That's a wood chipper in Playboy bunny clothing.

Polka will never die.

We all must die. There is no better way to do so than in the pursuit of something you love.

Sticks and stones may break your bones, but Chinese throwing stars get you a dozen stitches.

In the action business, when you don't want to say you ran like a mouse, you call it 'taking cover.' It's more heroic.

Marcone's scum... But he's his own scum.