Stupid, fragile mortals.

What the hell kind of name is Kitty for a werewolf?

All you know is what you think you know, but that isn't always what's real.

Then I realized that most of the world's problems stemmed from macho dickheadism, and if I cold defeat that I could save the world.

A lot of what we're doing here deals with perception rather than truth. Many would argue that reality depends more on the former than the latter.

He's a bully. I love bullies. They have such big, shiny red buttons to push.

It’s only a scratch, don’t cut my arm off!

1980's: not a time period but a state of mind.

I imagined calling in to my own radio show: Yeah hi, I'm a werewolf, and I'm stuck in a cabin in the woods with another werewolf and a werewolf hunter.

I punched to line. "Yes? What?" "Norville. It's Cormac. If you don't change the subject right now, I'm going to have to go over there and have a word with you.

Hey, Cormac. You ever have to deal with a PMSing werewolf?

Don't shrink your standards, link yourself with those who think and ink like you.

Mammals require three essentials in life, identity, stimulation, and security, and by far the most important of these three psychological cornerstones is identity.

Say you were split, you were split in fragments and none of the pieces would talk to you. Wouldn't you want to be who you had been? Well, maybe I'd want that too.

Drama is anticipation mingled with uncertainty.

Those who, relying upon themselves only, not looking for assistance to anyone besides themselves, it is they who will reach the top-most height.

Professor Snape was forcing them to research antidotes. They took this one seriously, as he had hinted that he might be poisoning one of them before Christmas to see if their antidote worked.

If Richard Branson had worn a pair of steel-rimmed glasses, a double-breasted suit and shaved off his beard, I would have taken him seriously. As it was I couldn't . . .

I admired Eugene McCarthy’s courage and although I left his Senate staff after four years to accept a job as the researcher on the editorial page of the Washington Post, I remained an admirer.

Hope for the best, plan for the worst.

Anyhow they’re always exceptions. But most women, their only relationship to a man is having. Either owning or being owned.