Bite me." -Lieutenant Eve Dallas, from any of the In Death books.

Not enough." Margo rose and tucked the towel in place. " Come on, let's go stuff her in a locker. For old time's sake.

I’ve been happy alone and I’ve been unhappy without you. I never wanted to depend on anyone, or to let myself care so much I could be made unhappy. But I depend on you and I love you.

Half full, half empty, what the hell difference does it make? If there's something in the damn glass, drink it.

Life--you have to live it as it comes.

Fine, you do that, and you tell them that at the very first opportunity, I'm coming down there and killing all of them. Mass murder. And after they're all dead, I'm going to kick the bodies around, dance on top of them, and sing a happy song. No jury will convict me.

Everything I know, I learned from dogs.