Rodney the ghoul?...Oh, I liked him. He didn't get angry no matter how many times my mother insulted him.

The sh*t's gonna splatter, start buggin, yo..." Mencheres to Cat

Brush teeth. Wash hair. Rule undead world with an iron fist.

It was ironic; he held her captive, yet she’d captivated him.

You're shagging a woman who can turn into a dragon? Blast you, Charles, I am sick with envy!

I am a nice young girl here to pick up your granddaughter for the weekend... We're going to a Bible retreat to scare the devil out of her. - Bones to Cat's grandparents

You're not a woman," he said finally. "You're the Grim Reaper with red hair!

Careful, luv. I might be angry with you, but that doesn't mean I don't still want you. So if you do that again, I'll shag you right here, right now, and sod anyone who wants to watch

That face. That body. And you know he’s packing. Look at the angle on that dangle.

I couldn't help shaking my head as I looked at him. Ian slept like a baby every morning - well, a baby who continually kept one hand down his pants.

Nice to meet you, mate, and here's some advice: Don't even think about it. You try anything with her and I'll neuter you with my bare hands.

The very secret of life for me, I believed, was to maintain in the midst of rushing events an inner tranquility.

On many of the great issues of our time men have lacked wisdom because they have lacked courage.

When all hope is lost, pig-headed refusal to acknowledge reality will always save the day.

We live half our waking lives and all of our sleeping lives in some private, useless, and insensible waters we never mention or recall.

The moral cannibalism of all hedonist and altruist doctrines lies in the premise that the happiness of one man necessitates the injury of another.

I find very often people like to confront rumors. It depends on how much they trust you. And you have to have a line between what is tasteful and what isn't.

You are a real find and you keep me satisfied, up to a point. After all, I'm a malcontent and you can't change that.

Let it go on record that any confusion arose simply because we lacked certain commonalities of reference.

Of this she was perfectly unaware; to her he was only the man who had made himself agreeable nowhere, and who had not thought her handsome enough to dance with.

If you can find someone like that, someone who you can hold and close your eyes to the world with, then you're lucky.