“Good grief. You two look like Village of the Sofa Damned. (Cassandra)”

“I always say—a prejudice on my part, I'm sure—you can tell a lot about a person's character from his choice of sofa. Sofas constitute a realm inviolate unto themselves.This, however, is something that only those who have grown up sitting on good sofas will appreciate. It's like growing up reading good books or listening to good music. One good sofa breeds another good sofa; one bad sofa breeds another bad sofa. That's how it goes.There are people who drive luxury cars, but have only second- or third-rate sofas in their homes. I put little trust in such people. An expensive automobile may well be worth its price, but it's only an expensive automobile. If you have the money, you can buy it, anyone can buy it. Procuring a good sofa, on the other hand, requires style and experience and philosophy. It takes money, yes, but you also need a vision of the superior sofa. That sofa among sofas.”

“Like black, do you? (Cassandra)It serves its purpose. It’s hard to look intimidating in pastels. (Wulf)”

“Good grief," said Merlin. "You look like the bastard child of Dumbledore and David Bowie. No, sorry, Dumbledore and Ziggy Stardust.”

“Look at his hair. He looks like his father. (Cassandra)He has your lungs. (Wulf)Oh, please! (Cassandra)Trust me. Every Apollite here knows that my parents were unmarried at my birth, and that if you survive the night, you plan on making me a eunuch. (Wulf)”

“(Looking at their son on ultrasound.)He looks like an angel. (Cassandra)I don’t know. I think he looks like a frog or something. (Wulf)”