“If you don't explain it all to me, I might strangle somebody." Of course, Raphael might like that...”

“Every new thought of mine is like my child. And as soon as it is conceived, I must abandon it. I might return to dote on it later, or I might try to strangle it or drown it with logic.”

“My new apartment might be a place where there are lots of children. They might gather on my porch to play, and when I step out for groceries, they will ask me, "Hi, do you have any kids?" and then, "Why not, don't you like kids?""I like kids," I will explain. "I like kids very much." And when I almost run over them with my car, in my driveway, I will feel many different things.”

“I don't know if there is a one for me. I think I might like variety.”

“We could go to Lough Bealach,' Aislinn answered.'Is that a place, or are you choking?' I asked, earning me a glare in return.Dad made a strangled sound that might have been a laugh.”

“You keep talking like that, Vane, and I might be forced to keep you.”“You keep looking at me like that, and I just might let you.”