OK," Josh said evenly, "I've seen men made of mud, I guess I can accept spying rats. Do they talk?" he wondered aloud. Don't be ridiculous," Flame snapped, "They're rats." Josh really didn't think it was a ridiculous suggestion.

— Michael Scott

She's in the Catskill," Shoppe began, but Scáthach reached over and pinched her hand. "

— Michael Scott

Some stories wait their turn to be told, others just tap you on the shoulder and insist you tell them.

— Michael Scott

The day we stop learning is the day we die.

— Michael Scott

There is no such thing as magic. It is a word. A silly, foolish, overused word. There is only your aura...or the Chinese have a better word for it: QI. A life force. An energy. This is the energy that flows within you. It can be shaped, molded, directed.

— Michael Scott

There was no honor in war, less in killing, and none in dying. But there was true dignity in how men comported themselves in battle. And there was always honor to be found in standing for a just cause and defending the defenseless.

— Michael Scott

The strong survive, but the courageous triumph.

— Michael Scott

They ex­pect­ed to lose. And there­fore, they lost. [.] Peo­ple who start think­ing deep dark thoughts in the mid­dle of a war start ex­pect­ing to lose.

— Michael Scott

We're going nowhere," Joan said grimly. Traffic on the narrow street was at a complete standstill. A chill settled in Sophie's stomach: it was the appalling fear that her brother was going to die." Sidewalk," Nicholas said decisively. "Take it."" But the pedestrians—""Can get out of the way. Use your horn.

— Michael Scott

Werewolves and silver bullets!” Shakespeare coughed a quick laugh and shook his head. “Lord, what fools these mortals be!

— Michael Scott