And this was your friend?" Cordelia raised her eyebrows. "Seems to me the only difference between your friends and your enemies is how long the stand around chatting before they shoot you.

If the truth doesn't save us, what does that say about us?

If you can't be seven feet tall, be seven feet smart.

I am an atheist, myself. A simple faith, but a great comfort to me, in these last days.

It's a bizarre but wonderful feeling, to arrive dead center of a target you didn't even know you were aiming for.

One corner of his mouth crooked up, then the quirk vanished in a thoughtful pursing of his lips. "He's bisexual, you know." He took a delicate sip of his wine. "Was bisexual," she corrected absently, looking fondly across the room. "Now he's monogamous." Vordarian choked, sputtering.

Miles is... Miles; close to a force of nature, climbing up out of his own pages and escaping subordination to any opinion of mine.