I’m a cat. We aren’t required to make sense.

Post-traumatic shock,' said Shaun. 'He thinks he's a boa constrictor.

George, she says it's the truth that matters. We live and die for the chance to maybe tell a little bit of the truth, maybe shame the Devil just a little bit before we go.

Librarianship is a form of heroism. It’s just not as flashy as swords and dragons.

One man's trash is another man's treasure is a third man's raw materials for their planet-buster earthquake machine.

It felt odd to be laughing during a firefight. Then again, if you can't laugh when you're about to die, when can you?

Shaun get your sister her glasses. She looks naked without them. It's creeping me out.