“Paranoia is just the bastard child of fear and good sense." (Charlie) "Poor thing. Let's adopt it, give it a last name… — D.D. Barant Copy Share Image
“You might think that's selfish of me - and maybe it is - but I am a trained psychologist. No matter how depressed someone… — D.D. Barant Copy Share Image
“I take one day off," he says, "and you almost get yourself killed." "Almost being the operative word." "Killed being the operative word. Almost… — D.D. Barant Copy Share Image
“How...how are you doing, Jace?' Holding on. Just barely. Charlie?' Charlie's tone is almost conversational. 'Kind of getting the urge to kill both of… — D.D. Barant Copy Share Image
“What happens if I try to run?” I ask as the doors close. (jace) “I’ll stop you.” (charlie) “You don’t look too quick.” (jace)… — D.D. Barant Copy Share Image
“Get down!" Azura yells. I have the bizarre urge to yell back, "Get funky!" but fortunately that part of my brain isn't in charge… — D.D. Barant Copy Share Image
“I talk better when I’m drinking coffee.” “Me, too. If by coffee you mean beer, and by better you mean louder.” — D.D. Barant Copy Share Image
“I look over at him. He stares straight ahead. "So," I say. "Golem, huh?" "I prefer the term 'Mineral-American.” — D.D. Barant Copy Share Image
“I stare at him. "Gee, don't feel like you have to sugarcoat it or anything." "Some people need a cold dose of reality to… — D.D. Barant Copy Share Image
“I've got a bad case of the 3:00 am guilts - you know, when you lie in bed awake and replay all those things… — D.D. Barant Copy Share Image
“I'm in position." Charlie's voice, coming through my earpiece. "Wish I could say the same. All the blood's rushing to my head." "Thrope stuff?"… — D.D. Barant Copy Share Image
