If complete and utter chaos was lightning, then he'd be the sort to stand on a hilltop in a thunderstorm wearing wet copper armour and shouting 'All gods are bastards!

The people who really run organizations are usually found several levels down, where it is still possible to get things done.

Destiny is important, see, but people go wrong when they think it controls them. It's the other way around.

All property is theft, except mine.

If you were going to be successful in the world of crime, you needed a reputation for honesty.

All things that are, are ours. But we must care. For if we do not care, we do not exist. If we do not exist, then there is nothing but blind oblivion. And even oblivion must end someday. Lord, will you grant me just a little time? For the proper balance of things. To return what was given. For the sake of prisoners and the flight of birds. Death took a step backwards. It was impossible to read expression in azrael's features. Death glanced sideways at the servants. Lord, what can the harvest hope for, if not for the care of the reaper man?

Oh, well...up until now it had been a good day, in a horrible kind of way.