“Don't feel bad, I'm usually about to die.”
“This is not going to be easy. I'm good at being bad, but I'm bad at being good. I don't know the first thing about good deeds.”
“I'm going to die. And as if that weren't bad enough, I'm going to die inside a cake.”
“How do you feel about vaporizing or slow,agonizing radiation sickness?""I usually don't think in those terms.”
“Mundies die awfully easily, don't they?" "Isabelle, you know it's bad luck to talk about death in a sickroom.”
“We talk so abstractly about poetry because all of us are usually bad poets.”