“Zelda Fitzgerald, languishing in an asylum, drew a picture of a salamander and wrote: "I believed I was a salamander, and it seems I am nothing but an impediment." We have all tried to be salamanders, but nobody really survives the fire. The mystery is that some get burned worse than others; some get burned in ways that are liveable, and some do not.”
“I believed I was a salamander, and it seems I am nothing but an impediment.”
“I got the impression under the mumbo-jumbo that she'd gotten the hint Cormac was maybe into something a league or two worse than half-cut seances and excuses to get a little naughty while some incense burns and call it an occult mystery.”
“What was I up to, you may ask? I certainly didn't want to meet Monsieur Evil again or creepy old Lord Salamander.”
“Some people really do have it a lot worse than I do. They really do.”
“I Am A Fire Spirit.I Will Burn All In My Path.Do Not Get In My Way.All Of Those Who Do,Go To Hell”