She moved to get up, but the man held her down as her car exploded next. Bree lifted her head and looked back at the wall of fire behind them. “Well. We’re well and truly screwed now.

One of the chief paradoxes of our culture [is] that the welfare of its children, its _future_, is placed almost exclusively in the hands of people of low status, a class it holds in contempt.

By picking him up again, i guess you're just lost, baby. Lost.

Patience is for dragons, ” Keegan muttered. “But dragons must learn it, just as humans must, ” Pharrgon replied.

Oh, those grumblers! They all take principles as motives and dare not follow their desires.

Life is too short not to start something stupid.

Homemade' sounds much better when not referring to tattoos.

Only the half-mad are wholly alive.

I reckon that there won't be an intervention in the near future, because Georgia's military adventure revealed the weakness of the Russian army.

Art is a journey of discovery.

Yeah? What'd you name all those cats?" Death, Famine, Pestilence, War, and Mr. Whiskers." You named your cats after the riders of the apocal--wait. Mr. Whiskers?" Well, there are only four horsemen.