“You don't like it?" asked Luca, who loves this stuff."I bet Gandhi never ate lamb intestines in his life," I said."He could have.""No, he couldn't have, Luca. Gandhi was a vegetarian.""But vegetarians CAN eat this," Luca insisted. "Because intestines aren't even meat, Liz. They're just shit.”

“But vegetarians can eat this...Because intestines aren't even meat, Liz. They're just shit.”

“They shall never believe that a young lord of Siena would march directly into their camp.""And if they do?"He gave me another small smile. "Then my beloved lady shall have to come and rescue me.""Us," Luca corrected him, slurring his words now. "Have to rescue us."He adjusted Luca across his shoulders. "Stay with me, Luca," he said sternly."Can't get much closer m'lord," Luca mumbled.”

“Meat!" he said scornfully. "I'm a vegetarian."You eat cheese enchiladas and aluminum cans," I reminded him.Those are vegetables.”

“Not everyone can be bribed with meat, Oberon." "They Can't? Oh! you mean they're vegetarian.""No, they eat meat. It just doesn't sway their decision making process." "Well that... that's just wrong, Atticus!Are they Monsters? It's like they have no moral center!”

“Lucas Delos,” he said, holding out his hand.“Don’t you hate this kid?” Jerry asked Helen candidly as he shook the offered hand.”