Revenge is simply justice with teeth.

I didn't know if I still had it in me to be really dangerous, but I thought so. It's like knocking someone off a bike with a baseball bat; you never really lose the knack.

No one likes to admit that in the end we all die by inches, gradually losing all the defining visual characteristics that make us us

What is the world coming to, when you can't even trust a rogue vicar and her demon lover?

I went to a house that was not a house. I opened a door that was not a door. And what I saw, I saw.

Because nothing makes love and life matter more than the knowledge that some day it must end.

You know, sometimes I swear the whole universe runs on irony.