Were traditions rational, they’d be procedures.
We’re a civilized society, are we not? Esterbrook blinked. Since when, miss? We’re a democracy. Just what I mean. We have dispensed with violence as a means of governing ourselves, have we not? The he...
We’re all the hero of our own story.
What do you need? Vadderung asked.Advice, I said. If the price is right.And what do you think a sufficient price would be?Lucy charges a nickel.Ah, Vadderung said. But Lucy is a psychiatrist. You real...
What goes around comes around. And sometimes you get what’s coming around. He paused for a moment, frowning faintly, pursing his lips. And sometimes you are what’s coming around.
What goes round comes around. And sometimes you get what's coming around. And sometimes you ARE what's coming around.
What had changed things? What had made the difference?She had. All by herself.
What's the point in answering, Warden? It's obvious that you've already tried and convicted me. If I tell you I am involved, you will believe me guilty. If I tell you I am not involved, you will belie...
Whatever the reason, I’m happy to remember the time we had.
Whatever, I said. It’s getting cloying in here. Are we there yet? He smiled. Jerk. Wuss. Jackass. Pansy. Philistine. Dandysprat. Butthead. Whiner …
When I look into someone’s eyes, into their soul, their innermost being, they can see mine in return—the things I had done, the things I was willing to do, the things I was capable of doing.
When kind men grow angry, things are about to change.
When people come to the only professional wizard in the Chicago phone book for help, they’re one of two things: desperate or smart. Very rarely are they both.
Whenever it gets too dark, think of the good things you have, the good times you've had. It will help. I promise.
Where germs go?Sunrise, I said. Poof.Butter's voice sounded bewildered. Vampire germs?The tiny capes are a dead giveaway.
Which just goes to show that my cat has considerably more sense than me.
Which put me one step ahead of where I was, now. I had already killed the Nightmare-or helped to kill it, at least. Something about that just didin't seem fair. There should be some kind of rule again...
White for protection. And because they’re the cheapest color at Wal-Mart. Hey, being a wizard doesn’t make money grow on trees.
Who am I? What have I done with my life? Who can I trust?That last one is a doozy. It haunts you in moments of doubt. Sometimes when you wake up at night, you wonder if you've put your faith in the ri...
Who, said the man, his accent thick and British, are you? The Great Pumpkin, I responded. I’ve risen from the pumpkin patch a bit early because Butters is just that nifty. And you are?
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