Whoever authorized the evolution of the spiders of Australia should be summarily dragged out into the street and shot.

Tybalt’s what we call ‘Cait Sidhe’— the fairy cats. Which explains the attitude. And the eyes.” “Meow,” said Tybalt, deadpan.

This is what I do know: A lie, however well-intended, can't prepare you for reality or change the world... To tell the truth is to provide armament against a world too full of cruelties to be defeated with simple falsehoods... It seems to me we owe the world--more, we owe ourselves--the exchange of comfort for the chance that maybe the truth can do what people always say it can. The truth may, given the opportunity, set us free.

Any man who doesn't believe in carrying weapons on a first date is not a man worth knowing.

Just once, I want to meet the villain in a cheerful, brightly lit room. Possibly one with kittens.

Besides, killing all the humans will totally trash the cable schedule, and there are some shows I'm really excited to have back on the air.

I require something so horrifically alcoholic that it makes livers tremble with fear and run for their lives when its name is uttered.