“Why are you still here?" she asked. "Shouldn't you be in a cave somewhere inspiring people?”
“There must be a very good reason why you're still here, because there are thousand reasons why you shouldn't be.”
“Who is she, why is she still here and when can I see her naked? Paris asked with an eyebrow wiggle”
“Why is he still here?" she asked, pointing to Tristan. A muscle flexed in his scruffy jaw. Why did he always have sexy scruff. Did the man not own a razor?”
“If you see a lonely homeless, ask this question: Where the hell the society is? And here is the answer: It is rotten and enjoying somewhere!”
“I'd made sure I knew his name. You shouldn't ask people to die for you if you don't at least know their name.”