Jericho." "Mac." "Thank you for saving my life. Again.

I never thought there might be one like you out there. Unaware, untrained. Unbelievable. You have no idea what you are, do you?” “Crazy?

There's nothing I can't live with. Only things I won't live without.

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

Either I can stay up here and freeze my ladycrackers off trying to find a falling star, or you can do something about it yourself. I— and my freezing nether regions— would thank you most assuredly. As would all of Dalkeith. Do something, man.” - Grimm

If he were any other man, I might have suspected him of substance abuse, of being coked up or something. But Barrons was too much a purist for that; his drugs were money, power, and control

You, Ms. Lane, are a menace to others! A walking, talking catastrophe in pink!