I love you, don’t I? And the gods know you are definitely not easy to deal with. (Aimee) Thanks, Aim. By the way I still have a tiny bit of confidence left. Please make sure you stomp on it too while you’re at it. Gods forbid it should actually grow into something called self-esteem. (Fang)

...it is by our actions that we are destroyed or saved. The choice is ours.

Joy, oh joy. He’d rather have his entrails pulled out through his nostrils.’ (Fang)

Hush, self, let me think.

Not a mark on it. (Joe) Yeah. Wanna check the backseat, where Steele is sitting? I’ll bet there’s a big stain there. (Tee)

Could you please stop with the beating? (Kat) He’s being punished. Hello? This is Tartarus, remember the purpose of this part of the Underworld? We’re not really warm and fluffy over here. (Hades)

Hard to argue with a woman, period. Only time a man wins with one of them is when the woman is either on TV or dead. (Jack)