“Where have all the Fembots gone?”

“She threw up her hands. “All right. Why not?” Why not?” Sure.” His arms fell to his sides. “That’s it? I pour my heart out. I love you so much I’ve got freakin’ tears in my eyes. And all I get in return is ‘Why not’?” What did you expect? Am I supposed to fall all over you just because you’ve finally come to your senses?” Would it be too much to ask?”…He’d begun to glare at her again, his eyes growing stormier by the minute.”When do you think you might be ready? To fall all over me, that is.”

“He shook his head. “The next time I hear a women going on about how neurotic men are, I’m going to remember this. You tell me you like my body, and what do I say? I say, thank you. Then I tell you I like yours and what do I hear? A long lists of grievances.”

“Come here, let me share a bit of wisdom with you.Have you given much thought to our mortal condition?Probably not. Why would you? Well, listen.All mortals owe a debt to death.There’s no one alivewho can say if he will be tomorrow.Our fate moves invisibly! A mystery.No one can teach it, no one can grasp it.Accept this! Cheer up! Have a drink!But don’t forget Aphrodite–that’s one sweet goddess.You can let the rest go. Am I making sense?I think so. How about a drink.Put on a garland. I’m surethe happy splash of wine will cure your mood.We’re all mortal you know. Think mortal.Because my theory is, there’s no such thing as life,it’s just catastrophe.”

“There is no greater power than that of a laugh and happiness is a force which can save a person from the horrors of the world.”

“They’re so broke that they’ve actually cut essential services. In many places, they’ve cut policemen, because, who the fuck needs them? Or firemen, son of a bitch, it’s much more fun watching something burn down.”

“You want me to pin my entire operation, the entire revolution on some teenaged love story? I can’t believe this.”

“To be a philosopher, just reverse everything you have ever been told…and have a sense of humor doing it.”

“Good man and bad man with money goes a long ways.” ~ Amunhotep El Bey”

“Some stories have to be written because no one would believe the absurdity of it all.”

“Miss Butterworth and the Mad Baron,” Sebastian said approvingly. “Excellent choice.”“You have read this?” Alexei asked.“It’s not as good as Miss Davenport and the Dark Marquis, of course, but worlds better than Miss Sainsbury and the Mysterious Colonel.”Harry found himself rendered speechless.“I’m reading Miss Truesdale and the Silent Gentleman right now.”“Silent?” Harry echoed.“There is a noticeable lack of dialogue,” Sebastian confirmed.”

“You know you’re a hot mess when the only person buying you drinks all night is yourself.”

“Don’t do anything stupid.””Don’t worry,” I whispered over the line, “I’m an expert on stupid.””You’re…””Like, I can spot stupidity, because I know it so well. The way an exterminator knows bugs really well, and can spot where they’ve been? I’m like that. A stupidinator.””Never say that word again,” Prof said.”

“If those at your top are weak, your bottom will be rotten”