Charles looked at her thoughtfully. "People talk to you," he said. "That could be useful.

Cheeses crusty, got all musty, got damp on the stone of a peach,” I agreed. He looked blank, so I repeated it with proper emphasis. “ ChEEZ-zes crusty. Got Al -musty. Got DAMp on the StoneofapeaCH.

Civilization is vastly overrated.

Women are sneaky.

Where does a werewolf sleep? Anywhere he wants to.

You'd tell the world what your best friend wore to sleep if you thought it made a good enough story.