“But Nightshirts aren't dangerous," Pippi assured her. "They don't bite anybody except in self defense.”
“- You look fine. - Right. I look fine. Except I don't, said Zora, tugging sadly at her man's nightshirt. This was why Kiki had dreaded having girls: she knew she wouldn't be able to protect them from self-disgust. ”
“There isn't any real good reason for fighting except self-defense.”
“Now a small woman, with dangerous curves. I could bite into her.”
“Assured her I’ve never loved anyone except myself and have no intention of starting now,”
“I don't even call it violence when it's in self defense; I call it intelligence.”