This is the trouble with all happiness -all of it is built on top of something men want.

“What about a compromise? I’ll kill them first, and if it turns out they were fr…”

“Get closer," I told Blackjack. "I need to talk to the statue."Now I'm sure you'…”

“The entrance to the Underworld is in Los Angeles.”

“Mark my words, nothing smells worse than burned scorpion.”