You bruised my ego, you see, and there’s just not enough money in the world to soothe my ego when it gets bruised

Come on, Gypsy girl. I'm bleeding to death here, in case you haven't noticed. At least make it worth my while and kiss me before I die.

Art should look like art, trees and flowers and people, not weird shapes and splotches of color all smeared together.

She doesn't even know how to kill things properlike? What kind of girl have you given me to, goddess?" Vic protested, fixing his eye on Nike once more. Nike let out a laugh. " Vic is a little bloodthirsty. You'll get used to it.

I know that maniacal twinkle in your eye. You're up to something Gwen," he said.

Don’t make it a challenge. You know how much I like those.

Always take the most unexpected route