“We are all eaters of souls.”

“...compulsive eating is basically a refusal to be fully alive. No matter what we weigh, those of us who are compulsive eaters have anorexia of the soul. We refuse to take in what sustains us. We live lives of deprivation. And when we can't stand it any longer, we binge. The way we are able to accomplish all of this is by the simple act of bolting -- of leaving ourselves -- hundreds of times a day.”

“Well, you know what they say about babies.”The soul eater smirked. “What’s that?”“Don’t underestimate the amount of shit they can bring.”

“We think of ourselves now as eaters of the pie instead of makes of the pie...Corporations make the pie. They make it and we eat it.”

“Back in my day, we had it all set up. You lined up when you died, and you'd answer for your evil deeds and your good deeds, and if your evil deeds outweighed a feather, we'd feed your soul and your heart to Ammet, the Eater of Souls""He must have eaten a lot of people.""Not as many as you'd think. It was a really heavy feather. We had it made special. You had better be pretty damn evil to tip the scales on that baby...”

“I've never seen such a bunch of apple-eaters.”