There Is No Cash In Battling Evil:

I Could Hear Him Laughing. Son Of A Bit*h. I Would Kill Him. I Didn't Care If He Was Coyote Or The Son Of Satan.he Was A Dead Man Walking.

Ms. Thompson, It Said In Heavy Block Letters, Please Keep Your Feline Off My Property. If I See It Again, I Will Eat It.

Humans, Werewolves, Or, Apparently, Vampire, It Doesn't Matter; Get More Than Three Of Them Together And The Jockeying For Power Begins.

Knowledge Is A Better Weapon Than A Sword.

This World Has Need Of Song And Sword.