Sweet Honey of Dagda, now I was babbling.

The royal hound's belly demands rubbing. Step lively, humans, neglect me not." ~Oberon

Wow you need to get some sun.” “Shut up. I'm Irish.

Malina looked incredulous. "Are you anything more than a Druid?" "Of course I am. I own this shop and I play a mean game of chess, and I've been told that I'm a frakkin' Cylon." "What's a frakkin' Cylon?" "I don't know, but it sounds really scary when you say it with a Polish Accent.

Yer a good lad, Atticus, mowin’ me lawn and killin’ what Brits come around.

Before he (Francis Bacon) came along, people conducted all their arguments through a series of logical fallacies or simply shouting louder than the other guy, or, if they did use facts, they only selected ones that reinforced their prejudices and advanced their ideas.” Oberon replies “don’t they still do that?

What do you know? She liked to be told she was scary. Kinky.