Loathesome I am, and evil. You can mock me for that. But leave my pain alone!

They tried stoning me, my dear. It did not work.

Love means never having to say you're sorry. However, it is with sincere regret that I must now kill all of you.

I have already prepared my counter proposal. It reads thusly: you may strategically place your wonderful lips upon my posterior and kiss it repeatedly!

There was much bitterness in the family. There were even those who would liked to have considered Barnabas Collins dead. But he lived on. He lived on-and outlived his enemies.

Loathesome I am, and evil. You can mock me for that. But leave my pain alone!

It is said that blood is thicker than water. It is what joins us, binds us, curses us.