“I swear, this stupid town. Why does every hideous supernatural thing that happens happen here? I'm gone for a few months and augh. Be right back. Grssll frrrsl rassle mrrrfl.”

“The weight of lies will bring you down, follow you to every town 'cause nothing happens here that doesn't happen there.”

“Why had he done it? Why couldn't it just not have happened? Why didn't they have time-travel, why couldn't he go back and stop it happening? Ships that could circumnavigate the galaxy in a few years, and count every cell in your body from light-years off, but he wasn't able to go back one miserable day and alter one tiny, stupid, idiotic, shameful decision...”

“In the last few months, she'd had a lot of time to consider the state of mankind, and she'd decided that people actually had very few choices in their lives. Most things happened to you. Most things rolled right over you and then kept on going.”

“Always, always, always referring every goddam thing that happens right back to our lousy little egos.”

“War was a hellish, horrible hideous thing - too horrible and hideous to happen in the twentieth century between civilised nations.”