Max?” “Hmm?” “Will I have to use a litter box?” “Emma!

Hey, I can shop. You hunt down your purchase, club it to death with a credit card and drag it out of the store, right?

By the way, don’t you think shoving a light bulb up baby Jesus’ butt and plugging it in is just a little sacrilegious?

You are the sum total of what you have seen and learned, but underneath that is a core being, a usually untouchable being, that makes you who you truly are. It can make a person into a great peacemaker like Ghandi, or a serial killer like Ted Bundy, but it is immutable. That core holds both our deepest darkness and our greatest light. It’s the harmonies layered on top of that core melody that make us who we are from day to day.

Sarcasm: It Beats Choking People to Death.

Does the Pope love Jesus?

Here. There. Everywhere." He leered at his friend. "Thinking about you and Moira'sunderwear.

You talked to your mother about Duncan's erectile dysfunction?" He glared down at her. "Has he considered taking your TV away?

Right, if I told you, I'd have to kill you."Emma frowned. "If you kill me, you aren't getting any nookie." She wrinkled her nose. "And if you are, that's really sick.

Will I have to use a litter box?"--Emma to Max after he just explained she'll be turning into a puma shifterThe Wallflower (Halle Pumas Book 1)