Molly, you are a good person. Don’t let anyone take that away from you. Not even yourself.
I put on the boots and kicked some monster ass.
Just because you start out as one thing, it doesn’t mean you can’t grow into something else.
I don’t have a muse. I have a mortgage.
Some things just aren’t meant to go together. Things like oil and water. Orange juice and toothpaste.
Sheep can befriend a hungry wolf only for briefly.
We’re all so damned fragile.
Man. Being mostly dead is hard on a guy.
Magic. It can get a guy killed.
Death is only frightening from the near side.
Whenever it gets too dark, think of the good things you have, the good times you’ve had. It will help. I promise.
You can’t abandon life just because it’s scary, and just because you get hurt.
Life is precious, fragile, fleeting – and Murphy’s life was one of my favorites.
We all must die. There is no better way to do so than in the pursuit of something you love.
Sometimes I hate having a conscience, and a stupidly thorough sense of honor.
Many women have earned titles, Your Grace. It doesn’t seem to have been a factor in whether or not they actually received them.
I don’t believe in faeries!
All of those faeries and duels and mad queens and so on, and no one quoted old Billy Shakespeare. Not even once.
No story that juicy was going to stay secret for long.
Just like credit card companies, or those student loan people. Now there’s evil for you.