“For how would you like to be shut up for a whole month at a time, and possibly more in stormy weather, upon a rock the size of a tennis lawn?”
“Take long walks in stormy weather or through deep snows in the fields and woods, if you would keep your spirits up. Deal with brute nature. Be cold and hungry and weary.”
“I'm not copying you!" Luke said. "A werewolf is totally different than a vampire! You're creepy all the time. Mine is just, like, a monthly thing....""Like PMS?" I suggested. "Shut up!”
“No matter how rich you become, how famous or powerful, when you die the size of your funeral will sill pretty much depend on the weather.”
“Fortune's fool! How we humans lie upon beauty like lizards upon a sun-baked rock.”
“When Frank Sinatra sings Stormy Weather, the flies and the spiders get along together.”