Discount Armageddon

It`s hard to do competitive Latin ballroom dancing without shedding all taboos about nudity and invasion of personal space.

The greatest joy is the joy of discovery. Followed closely by the joy of a discovery that doesn`t kill you.

The thing about dance - and by the same token, the thing about combat - is that it`s all in the rhythm. If you can`t find the beat, you can`t possibly get the steps right. People who say they can`t dance really mean that they have no idea how to get themselves synchronized to the beat of the music, and that screws them up.

There`s no such thing as fighting dirty. There`s fighting like you want to live, and fighting like you want to die. If you`ve got anything to live for - anything at all - I suggest you try the first way. The people you love will thank you for it.

Never tell anyone to be careful, never ask what that noise was, and, for the love of God, never, ever say that you`ll be right back.

Learning something new about the world in which we live is always a wonderful thing. Unless you`re learning what a wendigo looks like from the inside.

This isn`t the sort of business that comes with a lifetime guarantee. You start because it`s the right thing to do, and by the time you realize that the only way to quit is a closet cascet funeral, it`s too late to get out. That`s just the way it is.

We all make mistakes. Luckily for us, there are very few mistakes that can`t be solved with a suitable application of either lipstick or hand grenades.

Nothing lasts forever. That`s the tragedy and the miracle of existence - that everything is impermanent. Everything changes. All we can do is make the best of the time we have. And go down shooting, naturally.

"Telepathic ethics say you should never read a sentient creature`s mind without permission, provocation, or legitimate reason to fear for your life."
"Telepaths have ethics?" Dominic`s eyes narrowed, tone and posture united to convey his disbelief.
"My mother and I do," said Sarah, letting her head settle against the back of the chair. "We mostly got them from Babylon 5, but they still work."

Here`s a tip: wiping out a sentient species isn`t 'extermination'. It`s genocide. Get your terminology straight.

The Argentine tango isn`t here to play nicely with the other children. The Argentine tango is here to seduce your women, spill things on your rug, and sneak out your bedroom window in the middle of the night. It`s the unabashed tomcat of dances, consisting primarily of swagger and sex, and it`s a hell of a lot of fun.

My mother raised me never to contradict anyone who regularly carries grenades.

You can`t reason with fanatics. All you can do is match them in your own fanaticism.

Straightening, he puffed out his chest and said, "I am armored with righteousness."
"Does righteousness protect you from small-caliber bullets?"

"Hi," I said brightly. "Ever been shot in the head? Because I don`t think you`d enjoy it much. Most people don`t."

When in doubt, play dead. Well, unless you might be dealing with a ghoul, or a basilisk, or something else that likes its meat a little ripe. Actually, when in doubt, just start shooting.

Sure, you can take a heroic stand against the forces of darkness. Or you can not die. It`s entirely up to you.

There`s no such thing as a normal life. Some lives are just more interesting than the others, and we shouldn`t judge people for being boring.

Normal`s what you make it.