Pity is an emotion that can get you killed. The only thing more dangerous is blind hate, and maybe love.

Worry about the things you can control; the rest will either work themselves out, or they'll kill you. Either way, no more worries.

Anita can speak for herself," Richard said. Jean-Claude's attention flicked back to me. "That is certainly true. But I came to see how the two of you enjoyed the play." "And pigs fly," I said. "You don't believe me?" "Not hardly," I said.

Remember your personal demons should be afraid of you, because you are their home, their food, and as you heal, their executioner.

I knew what was like to finally be seduced by the thing you hunted. Mine just happened to be a more traditional seduction. Okay, at least I was still among the living.

If you only believe when it's easy, you don't really believe.

Maybe they know what I know, that the true way to a man's heart is six inches of metal between his ribs. Sometimes four inches will do the job, but to be really sure, I like to have six.