...If there’s a God, there are plenty of people who know where he is.” I shrugged, still watching the sky. ... “I just want to know that he’s there, so that I can die knowing there’s going to be someone I can punch in the mouth on the other end.

The people who have the power want you scared. They want you walking around paralyzed by the notion that you could die at any moment.

Life as the chosen religious figure for a colony of cryptid mice can be a lot of things, but it's definitely never boring.

If you want to go foraging into the wilds of Canada without proper gear, you deserve what you get, even if that happens to include being attacked by an undead moose.

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

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?

How many miles to Babylon? Three-score and ten. Can I get there by candle-light? Yes, there and back again. If your heels are nimble and light, You will get there by candle-light