Verbal blows cut to the soul and ate at the heart for eternity.

If people with the very best intentions carry on prosecutions that are oppressive, the end may not always perhaps sanctify the means.

And I don’t want his body touching something I wear. He’ll contaminate it. (Sasha) Oh, good grief, Sasha. Grow up. You’re four hundred years old and you’re acting like a whelp. It’s not like he has cooties or anything. (Astrid) Yes he does! (Sasha)

I accept you as you are, and I will always hold you close in my heart. I will walk beside you forever. (Fang)

So why did you get shot? One of your witticisms go awry? (Nekoda)

You taste so good. I could kiss you forever. (Adron) You’re not so bad yourself in a lethal, I’ll-kill-you-if-you-look-at-me-wrong kind of way. (Livia)

Well, if you’re through taunting poor Mike, are you ready to go? (Nick) You give me any lip, little boy, and there won’t be enough left of you to run through a sieve. (Zarek)