“Since this was a formal undead gathering, there would be food—all kinds—drinks, dancing, and festivities, while those in power pondered whether or not to slaughter half the people around them. In other words, like a high-school prom.”

“I don't get why prom is like a mini-wedding these days...No one should spend that kind of money for a high school dance.”

“They [high school students] all seemed quite excited to be there [a formal dance], like they were finally getting a glimpse of this magical new world they assumed was adulthood. As if adults regularly got together at large dances, all dressed up in fancy new clothes.”

“I'm coming to believe that there are two kinds of people... those who choose to be masters of their own fate and those who wait in chairs while other dance. I would rather be one of the former than the latter.”

“There are two kinds of people in this world: those who know where their high school yearbook is and those who do not.”

“I have no interest at all in food and drink, but only in slaughter and blood and the agonized groans of mangled men”