“This is needle-in-haystack shit. And the haystack is made of needles. On a needle planet.”

“The way to find a needle in a haystack is to sit down.”

“For you to find a needle in-God, not even in a haystack. A needle in a tower full of other needles.''Plunge your hand into a tower of needles,' said Magnus, 'and you are likely to cut yourself badly.”

“Wraith rolled his eyes. If there was anything he hated more than cryptic shit, it was fate shit.”

“It would hardly benefit me to hold anything back unnecessarily, when I know what I'm asking. For you to find a needle in--God, not even a haystack. A needle in a tower full of other needles.”

“You know,' Wraith muttered, 'life was a lot easier when we hated all humans and didn't give a shit what happened to the lot of them.' He laughed. 'Okay, I couldn't say that with a straight face. I still don't give a shit'.”

“That was some weird shit. A hospital run by demons, with a nursery run by a werewolf, a vampire and an ex-angel. There was a book or a TV show in there somewhere.”