You need me as much as I need you. That makes us equal partners in my book. Well, your book is just wrong.

Oh, please," I rolled my eyes, "You're a leftie, Barrons." "Touche, Ms. Lane," he murmured.

Grief shared was grief lessened.

Nobody home but She for Whom I Am the World. Can't go on like this, can't keep doing it.- Jericho Barrons

I don't make sonic booms. I want a whip. I like the idea of walking around making sonic booms everywhere.

Every time I think I’m getting wiser, more in control of my actions, I go slamming into a situation that makes me excruciatingly aware that all I’ve succeeded in doing is swapping one set of delusions for a more elaborate, attractive set of delusions

Barrons, Jericho: I haven't the faintest fecking clue. He keeps saving my life. I suppose that's something.