What he's really saying is: Please be a human being. With a life so full of rules and regiments, it's so easy to forget that's what they are. She knows—she sees—how often compassion takes a back seat to expediency.

Their fate rested entirely on me. I could save them by telling the truth. I could destroy them by lying. No one should have that much power.

You don't like her, do you?" "Who, me? No, I love her dearly. Evil scheming bitches are my favorite kind of people." (Risa)

In this world, there is a fine line between enlightenment and brain damage.

Happiness is not a state of being. Happiness is a vector, it is movement.

The living would come up with endless theories to argue, because the living were exceptionally good at arguing, especially when no one knew the answer.

Respect doesn't come without a little resentment.