I'm tired, I'm hungry and I have a head in a bag," I warned him. "Do not fuck with me.
Death's MistressSecrets are like honey in a paper bag. Eventually, they leak out.
The Eyes of Tokorel: The Color of EmotionDead people put on weight, it seems to me; both in their flesh and in our minds, they put on weight.
Bag of BonesThe climber, like a fox which is hard-pressed, should always have one more trick in his bag.
The Night Climbers Of Cambridge