People talk about nature as a mother, but to me she's always been Medea, ready and willing to slaughter her children.

Myrnin turned away to pick up his Ben Franklin spectacles, balanced them on his nose, and looked over them to say, "Don't do drugs. I feel I ought to say that.

I drink blood, you eat tacos, get the f*ck over it!" -Michel Glass

Is it crazy right now to say I love you?” She didn’t even pause. “Given that I just stabbed you? Seems a little weird, yeah.

I hardly broke any laws at all. I should drive more often.

What's possible?” - she asked “Anything,” he said absently. “But that’s not what I was talking about. Oh, hello, Claire. You’re in good time. I need an extra pair of hands.” “As long as I keep them attached,” she said, which earned her a startled stare. “The things you say to me, you’d think I was some sort of monster.” -- Myrnin and Claire

Myrnin:I could murder a cheeseburger right now Oliver:focus ya fool