Oh, Ed!" Mom exclaimed. "It's a Victorian.

The killer," the old man said. "He's still there. He doesn't want them in the house.

It'd be like a combination lock. Every new portal would make the number of possible worlds she could have gone to increase exponentially.

If you can't turn off your thoughts, who cares how soft your pillow is?"

- David King

If we didn't have strong feelings, how could we love or fight? When our flesh is cut, we bleed. When our heart is broken, we cry. There's nothing wrong with that. It only becomes a problem when it gets in the way of what you have to do. You can't crumble when others are counting on you.

Xander could sense more than David's smile. He wished he could be more like that, easygoing. But then, David hadn't seen what Xander had seen.