James L. Rubart quotes:

Brandon tilted his head back and closed his eyes. Unbelievable. He had his name. God had given it. Just like Reece said he would.

Max is short for General Maximus Decimus Meridius.

Across his forehead was stamped the word WORTHLESS. How ironic. Exactly what someone might find stamped on his own forehead if they could see it. Physician, heal thyself.

Tonight let's slay some dragons.

It's your destiny to be here, Dana.Oh really. How nice. Is it Brandon's destiny to be here too?Yep.

Who wants to go down the creepy, smelly staircase into God only knows what? Brandon said.I'm going, Dana said.I'm with you. Reece stared at Brandon.Why not? Brandon shrugged. It's not like we have the chance of bumping into anything, say, demonic. Right?

Brandon reached down and yanked up a handful of grass and roots, the sides of the blades cutting into his hand like a razor"What happened to the grass, Dana? Why isn't it green anymore?

Its not that he didn't appreciate his dishwasher. There was something about washing dishes by hand that was therapeutic, as if he could wash away the regrets of the past and photos he wanted to wipe out of his memory forever.