“Don't screech like that. You'll wake the dead.”

“Will you please stop screeching like a fishmonger and run along? Don't you have a bottle of muscatel baking in the oven?”

“You are dead, you know!” he screeched delightedly, “Come on Miss Wright! Die! Die! DIE!”

“Look after each other. As a couple. When you have kids, you'll want to put them first. Don't. Marriage is like a plant. To keep it alive you've got to water it and feed it. If you don't, when the kids are gone, you'll look in the corner and it'll be dead.”

“And you're the biggest coward," I hissed, then caught my breath in my throat as his blade cut deeper."Don't call me a coward," Tobias said, "I'm not!""Have you come here to kill me?" I asked. "Because I'll scream when you do and it'll wake up the princess and probably a whole lot of other people and you'll get into trouble.""You'll be dead.""Yes, but you'll be in trouble.”

“Go to bed, Tom," he managed to say. "Don't wake me in the morning. I plan to be dead.”