If you’re in the exorcism business, you must know a lot about demons. Qliphoth, he says. What? It’s the proper word for what you call a demon. A demon is a bogeyman, an irrational entity representing...
Let me finish my beer. (Stark)Of course. The end of the world can wait.(Kasabian)
Pale vines follow me as I walk, cooing and sighing, hoping I have oatmeal for brains and will get close enough that they can drag me off and eat me at their leisure. And at the center of all this trea...
Start talking or we’re going to see if you can dog-paddle through fire. I wonder if fried Hellion tastes like spicy or original recipe?
Bless me, Father, for I have sinned. Then you’ll fit in just fine around here, he says.
I hate politics. It’s the lowest act a human being can sink to.
Did you send candy and flowers on Valentine's Day, Wells? It's okay, you know. He was a saint.
Now you are thinking like a thief. Fewer guns and more exits. We'll cure your cowboy ways yet. (Vidocq)
As each wave of technology is released. It must be accompanied by a demand for new skills, new language. Consumers must constantly update their ways of thinking, always questioning their understanding...
Cops are generally color-blind when it comes to brown cars, and this Subaru is too boring for even a soccer mom. It looks like it was made for people into competitive tire filling.
Cash is the magic that anyone can do.
I tap a Malediction out of the box, fire it up, and puff. It tastes like a tire fire in a candy factory next door to a strip club. The best cigarettes ever.
But she’s not going to call the cops or stab me in my sleep, and what more can you ask of a pretty girl?
If you ever see me in a matching T-shirt with a woman—any woman—shoot me. Okay? Morty nodded. You didn’t have to ask. I’d have done it on principle. Thank you. I know a cry for help when I see it.
I whisper some hoodoo and put on the glamour I used last night. Again, Sinclair and the roaches are startled. To Sandoval’s credit, she just looks me over like she’s selecting which lobster in the tan...
Besides Getting my ass kicked, my main accomplishment on this trip has been to massacre an incredible number of completely innocent clothes. I'm the Joseph Stalin of laundry.
When you jump off a cliff, is it better to land on jagged rocks or burning lava? I know this one. The answer is obvious: It doesn’t matter where you land. You just jumped off a cliff.
You have to burn beliefs when they become convenient lies solely for the purpose of gaining and holding power.
I'm always careful. It's whiskey that isn't careful.
There’s something magical about the sound of breaking glass. Especially around a mob. It works for both humans and Hellions. If you want to start a riot, throw a bottle.
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