Little crimes breed big crimes. You smile at little crimes and then big crimes blow your head off.

They say that the prospect of being hanged in the morning concentrates a man's mind wonderfully; unfortunately, what the mind inevitably concentrates on is that, in the morning, it will be in a body that is going to be hanged.

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

It seems sensible to me that we should look to the medical profession, that over the centuries has helped us to live longer and healthier lives, to help us die peacefully among our loved ones in our own home without a long stay in God's waiting room.

The real world was far too real to leave neat little hints. It was full of too many things. It wasn't by eliminating the impossible that you got to the truth, however improbable; it was by the much harder process of eliminating the possibilities.

If words had weight, a single sentence from Death would have anchored a ship.

People like that don't need a reason apart from "because I can". They have a nightmare and try to make it happen.