“Got it. Demon. Death. Doom.”

“They shouldn't call death passing on. They should call it leveling up. Because the game only got harder once I lost. And I was more than a little worried it had only just begun.”

“A vegetarian? Are you insane? That's worse than bein' a quarter demon!”

“The way she told it, she was such a criminal even the most God-fearing church ladies got bored of reporting on her; she did the marketing on Sunday, dropped by any church she liked or none at all, was a feminist (which Mrs. Asher sometimes confused with communist), a Democrat (which Mrs. Lincoln pointed out practically had "demon" in the word itself), and, worst of all, a vegetarian (which ruled out any dinner invitations from Mrs. Snow).”

“Blood of my heart, protection is thine.Life of my life, taking yours, taking mineBody of my body, marrow and mindSoul of my soul, to our spirit bindBlood of my heart, my tides, my moonBlood of my heart, my salvation, my doom”

“In death, lie. In living, cry. Carry me home to remember to be remembered.”

“Things changed. Then they changed again. Life was like that, and even death, I guess.”