“Sleep slunk up like a black panther and sank its kindly fangs into what remained of the Mortdecai brain.”

“This is my brain: O
This is my brain after making out with Fang: *
It's very sad.”

“Thou art of the Jungle and not of the Jungle. And I am only a black panther. But I love thee, Little Brother.”

“A weight is on the air, for ev'ry breeze
Has, bird-like, folded up its wings for sleep.”

“Fang: When do I get out of here?
Max: They say a week.
Fang: So, like, tomorrow?
Max: That's what I'm thinking.”

“The City is of Night, but not of Sleep;
There sweet sleep is not for the weary brain;
The pitiless hours like years and ages creep,
A night seems termless hell.”

“Not since the Black Panthers sailed into their Upper East Side tea party has there been so daffy an exercise in radical chic.”

“I am proud that my daughter believes, as I do, that hungry children should be fed whether they are Black Panthers or White Republicans”

“Purpose of counter-intelligence action is to disrupt [Black Panther Party] and it is immaterial whether facts exist to substantiate the charge. If facts are present it aids in the success of the proposal but the Bureau feels … that disruption can be accomplished without facts to back it up.”

“He closed his eyes and sank into the warm dusk that separates consciosness and sleep, where reality bends and sways to the wind of thought, and where creativity blossoms in its freedom from boundaries and all things are possible.”