After all, you’re only an immortal until someone manages to kill you. After that, you were just long-lived.

Who ... what are they?" "My pride and glory," Alex said fondly. "Betty and Lucy Coltrane. Best damned bouncers in the business. Though of course I'd never tell them that. Fiercer than pit bulls and cheaper to run. Married to each other. They had a dog once, but they ate it.

You want me to sneak up on an angel and rip out its pinfeathers, so you can make a fashion statement?

Though I often run out of courage and good sense, stubbornness keeps me going.

It's hard to maintain a reputation for being grim and mysterious when you're accompanied by a brightly clad young thing, skipping merrily along at your side, holding your hand, and smiling sweetly on one and all.

While the cat's away, you may find the rats getting damned uppity.

Keep your mind too open, and you never know what might walk in.