To each his own magic.

“What if evil doesn't really exist? What if evil is something dreamed up by man,…”

“Centuries of fighting, and for what? I say. "Today it ends. I can't live in fea…”

“He plants his feet stubbornly, adopting what he must think is an heroic post. H…”

“I hear they feed you in Sing Sing,” Evie muttered. “Three squares a day.” “Evan…”