She was scared. Scared of dying.

So many things I'm not, and so few things I am.

Its the fate of all creators: They fall in love with their creations.

Ah. Yeah, that would be better. Have you ever driven a bus?" Caine shook his head. "No, I have not." "Strangely enough," Sam said, remembering the long ago moment of terror and competence that had earned him the nicknames School Bus Sam, "I have.

Deep down, she's a good person, Diana is," Caine said, and sighed. "Deep down, I'm not. But she is.

We're sitting in the dark willing to sell our souls for another peppermint with enough uranium to give a terrorist a wet dream. - Diana

And then the turbines generate electricity that goes into the whole town." "You mean they aren't powered by giant hamsters on wheels? I was misinformed.