Will the real Red Reaper please stand up?

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.

I dare to believe in the beauty of my dreams, and I use my imagination to see them fulfilled.

I must admit that I personally measure success in terms of the contributions an individual makes to her or his fellow human beings.

We have to acknowledge the progress we made, but understand that we still have a long way to go. That things are better, but still not good enough.

Fathers are the geniuses of the house because only a person as intelligent as we could fake such stupidity.

Ridicule dishonors a man more than dishonor does.

I think my own bias is that there may be something wrong with the timing and the connectivity between regions rather than pointing to one particular spot in the brain.

The more we pray, the more we sense our need to pray. And the more we sense a need to pray, the more we want to pray.

He doesn't even suit ya, and he's surely not your size, I'm surprised that you slept on a heart that's worldwide.

Under the specious pretext of effecting 'the happiness of the whole community,' nearly all the wrongs and intrusions of government has been carried through.

Partition was a total catastrophe for Delhi,’ she said. ‘Those who were left behind are in misery. Those who were uprooted are in misery. The Peace of Delhi is gone. Now it is all gone.