A human teenager. One of God’s most misbegotten creatures – big like grown-ups and yet dumb like children.

Your death, strange human. I mean, your injury. No murder, just a little maiming. So I can leave. Maiming’s not so bad.

But worries are for people who can’t pull grown men apart with their bare hands.

I eye the three of them, considering. They’ll need a lesson in discretion before I go. Not a lethal lesson. Mom wouldn’t like that.

Oooooh, don’t make her mad!” the leader gasps around his laughter.

Turn your self-hell into self-help.

Success demands consistent effort and hard work.

To become self-educated you should condemn yourself for all those things that you would criticize others.

Beautiful things are different.

I tend to land roles that are somewhat villainous for some reason. Usually, people blame it on the accent.

Medicine for the dead is too late

We think about project's public nature and how that can be enhanced, how the spaces we create can enliven the experience of being there.

I'm pretty tenacious when it comes to problems.

We must never forget that both good and evil flow from the Bible. It is therefore not above criticism.

Being a man with a conscience I simply felt that I had to do something - anything! - about the world we live in.