“That's just not right," Sam muttered. "Claude needs to keep his pants on.”

“Just tell him to keep his hands to himself and his python in his pants.”

“A moment of reserve. "That was it? The whole story?""Yes. God, you're right. That was pants."I sidestep another aggressive couscous vendor. "Pants?""Rubbish. Crap. Shite."Pants. Oh heavens, that's cute.”

“That's another thing about Noise. Everything that's ever happened to you just keeps right on talking, for ever and ever.”

“Mosiah 2:22 - "And behold, all that he requires of you is to keep his commandments;" - (My thoughts --->) "This one stuck out to me as like a, duh scripture. I just need to keep the commandments of the Lord. That's all. I just need to read my scriptures, ponder and pray. I just need to be an example and follow the Holy Ghost. I just need to be a Daughter of God. He's just asking that much from us.”

“The man breeds lies. He spawns them asexually, with no need for any assistance. He exhales and lies fill the air. Alone in a room, he mutters lies to himself to keep from falling into the trap of truth-telling. In the day, sleeping in his bed, deep in the safest heart of Coalition headquarters, he dreams in lies. The better to keep his left hand from knowing what betrayals his right has planned.”