I used to think I knew what was right and what was wrong, and who the good guys are, and who the bad guys are. Then the world got very gray, and I didn't know anything for a long time

Who would have ever thought I'd be afraid of a zombie, any kind of zombie? Nicely ironic that.

What was I supposed to say?.....did I tell them the Master had the hots for me, so I'd probably be okay? -Anita

Be nice, be nice, until it's time to stop being nice, then destroy them.

I am sincere, ma petite, even when I lie.

All men love to talk about themselves, even the ones who are completely buggers.

There is some comfort in killing that which has hurt you, but it is cold comfort. It'll destroy things inside of you that the original pain wouldn't have harmed. Sometimes it's not a question of whether a piece of your soul is going to go missing, only which piece it's going to be.