The significant owl hoots in the night.

This is Morbidia," said Vlad. "Although she's been calling herself Tracy lately, to be cool.

I'm mean and turf and I'm mean and turf and I'm mean and turf and I'm mean and turf, And me an' my friends can walk towards you with our hats on backwards in a menacing way, Yo!

The man gave a shrug which indicated that, although the world did indeed have many problems, this was one of them that was not his.

Only in our dreams are we free. The rest of the time we need wages.

Just because someone's a member of an ethnic minority doesn't mean they're not a nasty small-minded little jerk [...]

Oh, he did his best to make their short lives miserable, because that was his job, but nothing he could think up was half as bad as the stuff they thought up themselves.