Philippa Ballantine quotes:

Oh dear Lord. Switching his glare from the street urchin to his partner, Wellington whispered tersely, You failed to mention this part of the plan!Which part, Welly?The part where the toddler is in charge!

Mortals were such fickle creatures. They called into the dark, demanded answers and attention from forces they could not comprehend, and yet when they had that attention and those answers, they complained about them.

I think you will agree the sign of a civilised society is a regular dining schedule.