The legislature have anxiously provided for those most useful and deserving body of men, the seamen and marines of this country.

You know, you say ‘not exactly’ a lot. You’re not exactly a vampire. You’re not exactly from Scotland, and you’re allergic to daylight. What else? (Sunshine) I hate bran muffins and grass. (Talon)

See... I knew baby Marissa was quality people, look how she's eating the head off the red-headed Artemis doll. Simi need to teach her to belch fire, then introduce her to the real heifer-Goddess herself(Simi)

Where are you going? (Nykyrian) To get a drink and kill Cruel…not necessarily in that order. (Syn)

I need dating advice. Fast.” Ash arched a single brow at that. “I’m useless. I’ve never been on one.” The three human men turned to gape at him. “What?” Ash asked them defensively. Nick started laughing. “Oh man, this is priceless. Don’t tell me the great Acheron is a virgin?” Ash gave him a droll look. “Yeah, Nick. I’m lily-white.

But sooner or later, no matter who you are, life uses everyone as its whipping boy.

My weaknesses are women in high heels, freedom under siege, and ebay. (Steele)