I really don’t think you should put your hand inside the manticore, dear. You don’t know where it’s been.” –Enid Healy

Hysteria takes too much energy to be maintained forever.

We were the ones on scene when everything went down. We weren't better. We weren't worse. We were just the ones standing in the blast radius.

There's only one thing we never wrote down. You know what it was.

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

I'm not body-shy -- it's hard to grow up in the Summerlands, where clothes are solidly optional, and stay body-shy -- but that doesn't mean I enjoy nudity. Naked people are, by definition, unarmed.​

I am, in fact, immortal when annoyed.