Charles, mate, you fret too much. I'm a grown man, I am, and I can blood my handle." "Handle your blood?" Bones offered dryly. Ian grinned. "Exactly.

The sh*t's gonna splatter, start buggin, yo..." Mencheres to Cat

Brush teeth. Wash hair. Rule undead world with an iron fist.

It was ironic; he held her captive, yet she’d captivated him.

You're shagging a woman who can turn into a dragon? Blast you, Charles, I am sick with envy!

I am a nice young girl here to pick up your granddaughter for the weekend... We're going to a Bible retreat to scare the devil out of her. - Bones to Cat's grandparents

You're not a woman," he said finally. "You're the Grim Reaper with red hair!

Careful, luv. I might be angry with you, but that doesn't mean I don't still want you. So if you do that again, I'll shag you right here, right now, and sod anyone who wants to watch

That face. That body. And you know he’s packing. Look at the angle on that dangle.

I couldn't help shaking my head as I looked at him. Ian slept like a baby every morning - well, a baby who continually kept one hand down his pants.

Nice to meet you, mate, and here's some advice: Don't even think about it. You try anything with her and I'll neuter you with my bare hands.

When you don’t come closer to the goal and don’t make everyday steps for achieving it, we will not get the results we inwardly set out to attain

Welcome to the modern world.Here, emotions hide behind emoticons

If a man empties his purse into his head no one can take it from him.

Were it not for imagination a man would be as happy in arms of a chambermaid as of a duchess.

Mother Very Easily Made Jam Sandwiches Under No Protest

Countries make policies for themselves. And Donald Trump wants to make - that's his policy.

The mythical America?that marvellous, heroic, sentimental landwas an object of faith. It challenged you to make the believer's leap over the rude facts at your feet.

Once upon a time, a little girl was raised by monsters. But angels burned the doorways to their world, and she was all alone.

Greatness is not always largeness.

Freedom's possibility is not the ability to choose the good or the evil. The possibility is to be able.