I love watching him think," Maeve told Lily. "You can almost hear that poor little hamster running and running on its wheel.

Honest. It's almost always best to go with honest. It means you never have to worry about getting your story straight.

I found him in a Dumpster one day when he was a kitten and he promptly adopted me. Despite my struggles, Mister had been an understanding soul, and I eventually came to realize that I was a part of his little family, and by his gracious consent was allowed to remain in his apartment. Cats. Go figure.

I don't know about your true form, but the weight of your ego sure is pushing the crust of the earth toward the breaking point.

Wait. You work for me?" "I prefer to think of it as managing your incompetence.

Go back,” he said. “Can’t. Stand aside?” “Can’t.” “So it’s like that?” I said. Fix exhaled. Then he nodded. “Yeah.” And for the first time in a decade the Winter Knight and Summer Knight went to war.

Erlking,” I told her. “Big-time bad guy. Wants to eat me.” “Why?” she asked. “Well. I met him,” I said.