This World Has Need Of Song And

Never Trust A Mechanic Who Drives New Cars. They're Either Charging Too Much Money For Their Work, Or They Can't Keep An Old Car Running - Maybe Both.

What Do You Mean?” Leslie’s Voice Was Cool, As If She Questioned Witches Who Were Flat On Their Backs Being Threatened By Werewolves Every Day.

He Was Like Superman, But With Fangs And Oddly Impaired Morals.

Happiness Is German Engineering, Italian Cooking, And Belgian Chocolate.

It Was Complicated. I Understood It, Mostly, But I Had To Think A Little Sideways To Do It.