I'm rubber and you're glue," I told Satan, " and everything that bounces of me sticks to you.

I know it's practical for career women, but sneakers with suits? Jesus couldn't possibly weep harder than I did.

Also,I loathe it when you refer to me as dude" Eric Sinclair to Betsy

Has anyone ever told you that you lack focus?

Wow, girlfriend, you're incompatible with life! And here I thought I was just incompatible with pink.

The vampire bible, bound in human skin, written in blood, and full of prophecies that were never wrong. Trouble was, if you read the thing too long, it drove you nuts. Not "I'm having a bad day and feel bitchy" nuts or PMS nuts. "I think I'll commit felony assault on my friends and rape my boyfriend" nuts.

Majesty, I beg your forgiveness for the idignity you suffered and offer you the head of our enemy as—" "Put that thing down," I said impatiently. "I can't talk to you when you're shaking his head like a damned maraca.