“A monster?"Yeah, And it was cleaning my sweater!"Oh, yeah, lucky you were there, we can't have Monsters running around the perseve Washing Sweaters!”

“Yeah, Mom, Ethan’s turned into a monster and my best friend thinks he’s a faery. How was your day?”

“They're monsters.""That's what Edward thought.""Oh, yeah? He a friend of yours?""No, Miss Librarian. Just a main character in a wildly popular vampire series.”

“If you were ever dumped after knitting a guy a sweater, consider the possibility that the problem was with the sweater, not you. The recipient probably took one look at the thing, imagined a lifetime of having to pretend to like (and wear) this sweater and others of its like, and saw no choice but to flee into the night”

“After all, the monsters think you're the delicious one.""Smart monsters. I am tasty.""Says who?""Don't believe me? See for yourself.""Yeah? How?""Bite me.”

“We were U.S. Marshals. We hunted and killed the monsters. We did not run from them”