“People who read me seem to be divided into four groups: twenty-five percent like me for the right reasons; twenty-five percent like me for the wrong reasons; twenty-five percent hate me for the wrong reasons; twenty-five percent hate me for the right reasons. It's that last twenty-five percent that worries me.”

“People learn twenty-five percent from their teacher, twenty-five percent from listening to themselves, twenty-five percent from their friends, and twenty-five percent from time.”

“This is ten percent luck, Twenty percent skill, Fifteen percent power of will, Five percent pleasure, Fifty percent pain, and a hundred percent reason to remember the name.”

“I have something that I call my Golden Rule. It goes something like this: 'Do unto others twenty-five percent better than you expect them to do unto you.' … The twenty-five percent is for error.”

“Twenty percent? What am I, your waiter? I got you five vampires, not a BLT.”

“Five percent of the people think; ten percent of the people think they think; and the other eighty-five percent would rather die than think.”

“It's my special magical power. I can read your mind when you're thinking dirty thoughts.""So, ninety-five percent of the time."She craned her head back to look up at him. "Ninety-five percent? What's the other five percent?""Oh, you know, the usual--demons I might kill, runes I need to learn, people who've annoyed me recently, people who've annoyed me not so recently, ducks.""Ducks?”