I know, too, that death is the only god who comes when you call.

I walked among Shadows, and found a race of furry creatures, dark and clawed and fanged, reasonably manlike, and about as intelligent as a freshman in the high school of your choice-sorry, kids, but what I mean is they were loyal, devoted, honest, and too easily screwed by bastards like me and my brother. I felt like the dee-jay of your choice.

It is a pain in the ass waiting around for someone to try to kill you.

There are none of you, good doctors, could cope with my family anyway.

Time passed slowly, like and old man climbing a hill.

A powerful flight of the imagination . . . an entirely enjoyable reading experience, wrought by a pair of writers noted for excellence.

Do you work for the government, any government?” "I pay taxes, which means I work for the government, part of the time. Yes.