[...]you know what they say about messengers, right"? Excuse me?" Too much bad news will get you shot."[...]

But every once in a while, from out of the blue, someone reaches the quiet place where you spend your private time and changes the way you see yourself

Hey, no offense, but do you mind if you put both your palms where I can see ’em?

Wrath jammed a finger in V’s face. “Don’t follow me. We clear? You don’t follow me.” “You stupid fool,” V said with total exhaustion. “You’re the king. We all must follow you.

Don't make me flip you off" "Why would I deprive you of a favourite hobby?" "Because my finger's getting sore.

I wish I were whole. I wish I could have given you youngs, if you'd wanted them and I could conceive them. I wish I could have told you it killed me when you thought I had been with anyone else. I wish I had spent the last year waking up every night and telling you I loved you. I wish I had mated you properly the evening you came back to me from the dead.

Bad deeds like beauty, are in the eye of the beholder.