“We don't even know if we're in this room. We could be in a turtle's dream in outer space.”

“Sometimes we don't know we're dreaming; we can't even fathom that we're asleep.”

“Gregori leaned forward. "Can you believe it? We're all a bunch of mutants! Just like the Ninja Turtles."Angus blinked. "We - we're like... turtles?"Gregori burst out lauging.Ian shook his head, grinning.Connor snorted. "Nay. We have vampire DNA. No turtles.”

“So, basically if we keep trying to save the country and maybe the world from a bunch of murderous assholes with outer space weapons, then we're the bad guys?""In a nutshell.""Then, hey ... let's be bad guys.”

“We're like the Comanches was two hundred years ago. We don't know what's goin to show up here come daylight. We don't even know what color they'll be.”

“I think we dream so we don't have to be apart so long. If we're in each other's dreams, we can play together all night.”