I'm the best kind of thief, the kind that leaves behind items equal in value to those he's stolen.

She says that what you did was a cry for help." "It was," I say. "That's why I was yelling 'Heeeelp!' I don't really go in for subtlety.

Kaye: You know what the sun looks like? Janet: No, What? Kaye: Like he slit his wrists in a bathtub and the blood is all over the water. Janet: That's gross, Kaye. Kaye: And the moon is just watching. She's just watching him die. She must have driven him to it.

I did it to get what I want. Maybe I should regret that, but I can’t. Sometimes you do the bad thing and hope for the good result.

I like all the things that make you monstrous.

All friendships are negotiations of power.

I'm afraid that whatever I touch is spoilt by the contact." "I'm not scared of being spoiled," Val said.