“Don't fool yourself, my dear. You're much worse than a bitch. You're a saint. Which shows why saints are dangerous and undesirable.”
“Feed the hungry and you're a saint, ask why they are hungry and you're a communist.”
“You were always such a saint...and now you're lost.”
“I know there's still good in you, Jude," I whispered. "You were always such a saint...and now you're lost. But you're still my brother.”
“Jailbait," he declared, leaping up. "You're a saint. A goddess, even.”
“I don't think there'll be a next time, my lady.” Saint smiled. “But thank you for the offer.”Her eyebrows lifted in surprise. “You're welcome. My, my, manners. Where have you been—church?”