“I’d like to. Problem is, I’m not stupid.”“You act stupid.”“Right. Thanks for that. For your information, there’s a difference between acting stupid and being stupid.”“It’s a fine line, but someone has to draw it.”

“Vee never needed a reason to do something stupid. Sad thing was, most of the time I didn't either.”

“My life sucks when I’m only half-aware of it. If I quit drinking and saw what it’s really like, I’d probably jump off a bridge.”

“It makes no difference to me whether I shoot you or you fall to your death.”“It does make a difference,” I said, my voice small but confident. “You and I share the same blood.” I lifted my hand precariously, showing him my birthmark. “I’m your descendant. If I sacrifice my blood, Patch will become human and you’ll die. It’s written in The Book of Enoch.”

“Before I forget, here's your homework. Where do you want me to put it?"She pointed at the trash can. "Right there would be fine.”

“It’s such a fine line between stupid and…clever.”

“Your past wouldn’t frighten me,” I said, buckling my seat belt across my lap. “I’m guessing I’d be more appalled than anything.”