Anyone Who Tells You Size

I Could Probably Have Made The Head Shot From The Railing, But With An Unfamiliar Gun, It Was Too Risky. I Didn't Want To Accidentally Shoot The Woman In The Head. Killing The Hostage Is Always Frowned Upon.

He Didn't Look The Least Bit Tired. A Morning Person, Even After No Sleep At All. It Was Disgusting.

My Father Had Taught Me To Be Nice First, Because You Can Always Be Mean Later, But Once You've Been Mean To Someone, They Won't Believe The Nice Anymore. So Be Nice, Be Nice, Until It's Time To Stop Being Nice, Then Destroy Them.

I Know You Can Throw Holy Water On The Vampire, But I Didn't Know You Could Throw The Host." (sheriff St. John) I Had To Smile. "they Aren't Like Little Holy Grenades. I Want The Host To Give To The Quinlans So They Can Put One At Every Windowsill, Every Doorsill." (anita Blake)

I Laid My Hand On Top Of Theirs, And All I Could Think Was, Is This How Revolutions Begin? Not With A Proclamation Or A Riot, But With A Few People In A Room Somewhere With Their Hands Clasped And A Purpose.