When I die of heart failure the next time you frighten me like that, you can put that on my gravestone—‘I didn’t mean to startle her.

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.

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

Civilization is vastly overrated.

Women are sneaky.

Where does a werewolf sleep? Anywhere he wants to.