Pretend I asked, now answer the question.

Sometimes it would be nice not to have to do my best. Sometimes it would just be nice not to have a crisis to deal with. - Anita Blake

One serial killer sends me a human head in a box, and I get all spooked; Go figure.

Still it might be nice, once in a while, not to have to choose between evils. Just once, couldn't I choose the lesser good?

Just what I needed—a necromancer with an attitude. Oh, wait, I was a necromancer with an attitude.

I don't have a master. I'm not sure if I have an equal.

Self-doubt is a self-fulfilling prophecy.