A man says a lot of things in summer he doesn't mean in winter.

What would a racist call werewolves? Wargs? She kind of liked that one, but suspected that racist bastards didn't read Tolkien.

He left the key in the ignition. No one was likely to come up here and steal the truck- and if anyone did... well, he could deal with Charles

Charles looked at her thoughtfully. "People talk to you," he said. "That could be useful.

I was too busy fighting the river to worry about adjusting my beliefs in accordance to reality.

Obstreperous, ‘huh,” said Tad. “I see you’ve been using that Big Word of the Day calendar I got you last Christmas.” “That is irrefragable,” I told him solemnly.

But you can't marry someone to fix him, even if you love them.