How can you smell this good after the kind of crappy day we've had?" "I sweat perfume. Like all girls.

My dad used to say that life's a journey, but somebody screwed up and lost the map.

They came out in a dim, damp basement - a generic sort of place, full of moulding boxes. 'You take me to the nicest places,' Claire said, and sneezed.

In an insane world, sanity made very little sense.

It's not your enemies who are likeliest to hurt you. It is, always, those you trust.

Don't we look suspicious, the three of us just sitting here in the car?" Borden asked. We'd look a lot more suspicious if we were all three making out in the car," Jazz said. "What?" she added, when Borden turned and gave her a wide-eyed look. You have no idea what kind of happy place you just took me to." Shut up.

Goodness," Myrnin said quietly. "I don't think I should be watching this. I don't think I'm old enough.