“Everyone knew the Hans Christian Andersen fairytale about the Sandman and how he brought sweet dreams to sleepers. An early, now-defunct Reve company had even used him as their mascot. But that's a...”

“Tonight was about fathers. Vince was going to kill hers for murdering his.”

“...now the whole fucking world is different.""It's about to get worse," Steve said."Then I'll call for food," Vincent said. "Mirren, this might be our last meal. Any preferences?”

“So either I help you or I'm on my own?" With no way to get to Lambert. No way to stop the rage inside. No way to feel remotely normal again."That's the choice," she said.”

“Who the fuck is the Sandman?" Still ludicrous. A fairy tale.Mirren crossed her legs and shifted in her seat. Elvis winked at him from her breasts. "It's not like I've met Him. My father never invit...”

“She glanced again toward Vincent. "And who is he again?"Vincent grinned. "I'm Vincent Blackman of the SpiderSly Company. Mirren and I are going to sleep together; we just have to get through this b...”

“If we can become still and open-minded we might all feel that unseen hand on our shoulder, letting us know we are not alone.”

“If we an become still and open-minded, we might all feel the unseen comforting hand on our shoulder letting us know we are not alone.”

“It was the sort of bone deep emotion that made him want to hold her tighter with one hand, and draw a sword against the world with the other.”

“I want to pick up a few other items at the house, Jules said as Katie stepped around the car. I still have my roller skates and yours in my closet.Katie opened the door and paused, staring at Jules...”

“There are details about your life I really do not want to know about. You told me he taught you how to fight with weapons, but I guess I never Put two and two together? Katie grinned. Thats not lik...”

“One day youre a college graduate, in love with Mr. Right and looking for a job. The next day, your Rambo.Your timeline is off. And can we lose the Rambo part?”