“You killed my Dad." Any trace of kindness or sympathy vanished from Rixon's eyes. "Well this is awkward.”

“I'm touched, Rixon. A bomb. How elaborate. Why didn't you keep things simple and just march inside my bedroom one night and put a bullet between my eyes?”

“What the hell?!" Vee shrieked. "Why did you shoot him Rixon?" "Citizen's arrest," he said. "Well, that, and Patch told me too.""You can't shoot people just because Patch says to!" Vee said, her eyes wild.”

“Cheshvan starts tonight," Rixon said, "What are you doing arsing around in a graveyard?""Thinking.""Thinking?""A process by which I use my brain to make a rational decision.”

“Maggots squirming in your eyeholes...and your other orifices, might be carrying things a bit too far.""This is why I keep you around, Rixon. Always seeing things from the bright side.”

“This ring belongs to the Black Hand. He killed your dad.”

“If I wanted easy, I'd chain myself in hell beside Rixon. The two of us could kick back and soak up the rays together.”