Roz to Amelia (the house ghost): How considerate of you, after trying to kill me, to see that I don't catch a cold.
Whatโs the point of playing if winning isnโt the goal?
I long for typical days, but rarely get them any more.
I loved the process of writing.
Don't say hit and mountain in the same sentence.
She could and had faced an armed laser in the hands of a mad mutant mercenary with less fear than she faced such unswerving emotion.