"I speculate that the genesis of the chicken-joke lies in some situation such as the one illustrated above, but over time the original context of the joke was lost, which left the chicken sadly decontextualized."

"They are "sexcellent". That is a pun for you, you will find lots of puns on the internet! Also: blonde jokes."

"Good luck distinguishing which sign is the REAL sign when my entire front lawn is covered with thousands of little green signs - each with a different number! Ahahahah! I'll be EVERY address in the whole freakin' township! And what are you gonna do about it? Hopefully, NOTHING!"

"Of course it's easy to get on public transit! It's public transit."

"Tara: Well, I go online sometimes, but everyone's spelling is really bad. It's depressing."

"Anya: How 'bout you, ever play Shiver Me Timbers? Tara: I'm not really much for the timber."

"Tara: Sweetie, you wouldn't blow off a class if your head was on fire."

"Spike: I had a muscle cramp. Buffy was, uh, helping. Tara: A muscle cramp... in your pants? Spike: What? It's a thing."

"Willow: Don't worry, we're sure to spot Faith first. She's like this cleavagey slutbomb walking around going, "Ooh, check me out, I'm wicked cool, I'm five by five." Tara: "Five by five?" Five what by five what? Willow: See, that's the thing. No one knows."

"Willow: What did I have for breakfast this morning? Do you remember? Tara: Huh? Willow: I-I wanna say bagel, but I think that was yesterday. You had two eggs sunny side up. I remember because they were wiggling at me like little boobs. Tara: Sassy eggs."

"Willow: Questions. Great. Tara: W-we can answer questions. Nigel: Good. I need to know a little bit more about the Slayer, and about the both of you. Your relationship, whatever you can tell me. Tara: O-o-our relationship? Willow: We're friends. Tara: Good friends. Willow: Girlfriends, actually. Tara: Yes, we're girlfriends. Willow: We're in love. W-we're lovers. We're lesbian, gay-type lovers. Nigel: I meant your relationship with the Slayer."

"Willow: We can come by between classes. Usually I use that time to copy over my class notes with a system of different colored pens. But it's been pointed out to me that that's, you know, insane. Tara: I said "quirky.""

"Tara: No more talk of gloomy Angel, though. Only happy thoughts. Sunshine, picnic, that spell we did last night. With the oil?"

"Willow: Hey, clothes. Tara: Better not get used to 'em."

"I don't think you ever die on Buffy."

"I wouldn't want to forget anything, even the weird stuff and the bad stuff. It makes you who you are."

"It was interesting to have humanoid villains that were rooted in our three-dimensional reality... or four dimensional reality, I'm not sure which!"

"It doesn't matter who you sleep with, it's how you treat other people in this world."

"I'm kissing Alyson Hannigan and I almost stuck my tongue in her mouth because we just got so into it at one point."

"I don't think anything lives up to what you envisioned."

"I saw them in the grocery store [...] sitting benignly in their spinning racks, their technicolor faces looked like a not very girl-friendly amalgam of muscles, testosterone and pulpy, bloody flesh."

"Willow: Tell me a story. Tara: Okay. Once upon a time, there was, um... a kitty. She was very little, and she was all alone, and nobody wanted her. Willow: This is a very upsetting story."

"I really didn't want Tara to be bad, and that would have been a component of me coming back. As much as I wanted to come back—and I almost did—that was something that was dogging my not wanting to come back. I just felt like people really loved that character and for her to be bad would just destroy people. So that was one of the reasons I didn't go back."

"(On Timothy McVeigh references) In terms of DOKTOR SLEEPLESS (I don't remember much of TRANSMET), it's just a nod to how quickly we assimilate our monsters. How many years was it between Charlie Manson being the terror of California and Charlie Manson being an image on joke t-shirts? I have a shirt somewhere with a pic of his face and, underneath it, the words CHARLIE DON'T SURF. Hitler's a cartoon figure now. Eminem dressed up as bin Laden within a couple of years of 9/11. It's interesting to me how we defang our nightmares -- by mocking them, but also by wearing their skins."

"A million fucking message boards, email, Twitter, any number of free tools, being limited only by time and your imagination? If I’d had the internet in 1988 I WOULD OWN AN ENTIRE COUNTRY BY NOW AND WOULD PUT HUNDREDS OF YOU TO DEATH EACH DAY JUST FOR FUN AND IT WOULD BE THE LAW"

"And he still thinks, in the little bit of his head that's still him, that he's not a zombie. That he's not dead, that there's a threshold he hasn't stepped over. But he crossed it long time ago."

"New Orleans is a real place, which is more than I can say about most of the cities I’ve lived in, but it’s not a safe place, not a friendly one."

"I had to go to the store, I had decided, to bring back some apples — and I went past the store that sold apples and I kept driving, and driving. I was going south, and west, because if I went north or east I would run out of world too soon."

"In every way that counted, I was dead. Inside somewhere maybe I was screaming and weeping and howling like an animal, but that was another person deep inside, another person who had no access to the face and lips and mouth and head, so on the surface I just shrugged and smiled and kept moving."

"“It can’t make things any worse.” “If there’s one thing that a study of history has taught us, it is that things can always get worse,” said my friend."

"I believe we owe it to each other to tell stories. It’s as close to a credo as I have or will, I suspect, ever get."

"The map was gone, and the mapmaker, but the land lives on."

"I think...I would rather recollect a life misspent on fragile things than spent avoiding moral debt."

"... the beast made the noise of a cat being shampooed, a lonely wail of horror and outrage, of shame and defeat."

""You're no help," he told the lime. This was unfair. It was only a lime; there was nothing special about it at all. It was doing the best it could."

"It was England in the autumn; the sun was, by definition, something that only happened when it wasn't cloudy or raining."

"There was reality and there was reality; and some things were more real than others."

"Coraline shivered. She preferred her other mother to have a location: if she were nowhere, then she could be anywhere. And, after all, it is always easier to be afraid of something you cannot see."

"The names are the first things to go, after the breath has gone, and the beating of the heart. We keep our memories longer than our names."

"But how can you walk away from something and still come back to it?"

""How do I know you’ll keep your word?" asked Coraline."

"What's your name," Coraline asked the cat. "Look, I'm Coraline. Okay?"

"Because," she said, "when you're scared but you still do it anyway, that's brave."

"I don't want whatever I want. Nobody does. Not really. What kind of fun would it be if I just got everything I ever wanted just like that, and it didn't mean anything? What then?"

"We are small but we are many, we are many we are small; we were here before you rose, we will be here when you fall."

"Fairy tales are more than true: not because they tell us that dragons exist, but because they tell us that dragons can be beaten."

"There's never been a true war that wasn't fought between two sets of people who were certain they were in the right. The really dangerous people believe they are doing whatever they are doing solely and only because it is without question the right thing to do."