Helen

“If you’re under 35, and not passionately interested in health food, this one may go over your head. If so, count your blessings: Until very recently, a tribe of killer monkeys lived undetected beneath Greenwich village. To some extent it was not surprising that they escaped notice for so long. They had extremely odd sleeping habits, hibernating for 364 days out of every year (365 in Leap Years) and emerging from the caverns of the Village sewers only on Christmas Day. Even so, one might have thought they could hardly help but cause talk, since they tended when awake to be enormous, ferocious, carnivorous, and extremely hungry. Yet in Greenwich Village of all places on Earth they went unnoticed until last year, when they were finally destroyed. Everyone knows that Yule Gibbons ate only nuts and fruits…”
― Spider Robinson, Off the Wall at Callahan's

“Dear Lord," my grandmother muttered under her breath. "All you think about is death! It is like living with the Grim Reaper." Dad”
― Catherine Bruns, Tastes Like Murder

“Certainly, all of us at Callahan's were heir to the tradition of the B-movie — and the A-movie for that matter — that any female who enters your life in a dramatic manner must be your fated love.”
― Spider Robinson, Callahan's Crosstime Saloon

“Doc Webster's eyes rolled briefly, like loaded dice, and came up snake eyes.”
― Spider Robinson, Callahan's Crosstime Saloon