It doesn't matter if you and everyone else in the room are thinking it. You don't say the words. Words are weapons. They blast big bloody holes in the world. And words are bricks. Say something out loud and it starts turning solid. Say it loud enough and it becomes a wall you can't get through.

I tap a Malediction out of the box, fire it up, and puff. It tastes like a tire fire in a candy factory next door to a strip club. The best cigarettes ever.

No wonder Sherlock Holmes did all that coke. Math is hard.

Let me make sure I have this straight. The cavalry just now rode into town and it's a Czech Gypsy porn-star zombie killer. Have I got that right?

Let me finish my beer." (Stark) "Of course. The end of the world can wait.(Kasabian)

Twenty percent? What am I, your waiter? I got you five vampires, not a BLT.

When you're born in a burning house, you think the whole world is on fire. But it's not.