Everybody should get to make a living with their passion.

Harry," Bob drawled, his eye lights flickering smugly, "what you know about women, I could juggle.

...as nervous as a bird in a coal mine.

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

I'm sure that you psychotic necro-wannabes with delusions of godhood are all about sharing with your fellow maniacs.

I'd been in hairier situations than this one. Actually, it's sort of depressing, thinking how many times I'd been in them. But if experience had taught me anything, it was this: No matter how screwed up things are, they can get a whole lot worse.

Many things are not as they seem: The worst things in life never are.