And the council doesn’t recognize any kind of temporary insanity defense. Which was a real shame, because most of the councilmen had considered me crazy for most of my life.
I don't hate it. It does no good to hate something you can't change.
Marc didn’t want to win by default. He wanted to win for real. Forever.
He’s like the Rasputin of reapers.
I've seen this episode. This is the one where Sylvester eats Tweety.
Wait, Saturday night?" The ladder-backed chair creaked and I looked up as he leaned forward to eye me in growing suspicion. "I thought you stayed home." I shrugged and raised one eyebrow at him. "I thought I was human.