“Like many silly codes of bravery and manliness, the meat of my father's instruction on how to die well can be distilled to a simple slogan: Die angry and at maximum volume.”
“'Thing' is a word I usually frown upon; I consider it a crutch for the chronically confused, a signal flag that says 'I don't know what I'm talking about,' and as such, I studiously avoid it, like cheerleaders avoid the chess team.”
“I can't see my own aura, Coyote, only the white glow of my magic." "Well it looks like a really pompous yellow. Most self-important color I ever did see.”
“My blood was leaking down my arm, and though I logically knew I had won, my instincts were screaming that I was being eaten by the grossest thing in the entire world--which pretty much meant that I was screaming, period.”
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