“Well, if youd let me explain before you went bolting outta the room, then youd know, wouldnt you? It seems to me that youre quite dead. So Ive come to collect you. Sam”

“I didnt know the grim reaper looked like Sid Vicious. Jen”

“So how exactly was I supposed to wrap my head around the whole thing? I wasnt entirely sure I could trust this guy. I mean, this was it? Really? My life ends and some creep in a grungy leather jack...”

“Heart condition? Thats rich. I guess you can call a heart not beating a condition.-PJ”

“I didn’t know the grim reaper looked like Sid Vicious. – Jen”

“So how exactly was I supposed to wrap my head around the whole thing? I wasn’t entirely sure I could trust this guy. I mean, this was it? Really? My life ends and some creep in a grungy leather jac...”

“But suppose the endlessly dead were to wake in us some emblem:they might point to the catkins hangingfrom the empty hazel trees, or direct us to the raindescending on black earth in early spring. ...”

“Life is but a dream for the dead.”

“Pray for the dead and fight like hell for the living.”

“I woke up as the sun was reddening; and that was the one distinct time in my life, the strangest moment of all, when I didn't know who I was - I was far away from home, haunted and tired with trave...”

“I let out a laugh that sounded more like the yip of a startled poodle. "Superp-powers? I wish. My powers aren't winning me a slot on the Cartoon Network anytime soon... except as a comic relief. Gh...”

“To be haunted is to glimpse a truth that might best be hidden.”