There is nothing so patient, in this world or any other, as a virus searching for a host.

Hello?” I peered into the shadows. Two green circles flashed in the dark. I yelped, jumping backward and pressing myself against the wall. “And may I wish a very good morning to you, too, October.” The voice was amused, underscored by a chuckle like thick cream. “What happened? Did the prettiest little princess miss her carriage home?

It is what it is. Isn't that how these things always go? They are what they are. We just get to cope.

Think about that for a moment. They died for you. Now take a good look at the life you're living and tell me: Did they do the right thing?

Don't think she can breathe over there, chief." drawled Shaun. "Pretty sure she hasn't kicked the oxygen habit yet.

Is there any time in your life when you do not feel the need for caffeine?" "Sure. Sometimes I'm asleep.

It’s lovely,” I said, taking an involuntary half step back. “Really, though. I don’t like to handle other people’s cookware.” “That’s the best you can manage? That’s your bright, bold lie?” “Look, lady, I don’t know about you, but I’ve never had somebody corner me on a dark street and try to hand me a frying pan before,” I snapped.