“You are my son, then, I'll tell you' and your mother was a wicked slut to leave you in ignorance of the sort of father you possessed.”
“I'll never forget you. Your husband will beat you with an extension cord and the bus will pull away leaving you standing there in tears, but you were my mother.”
“What are you? The Mother Theresa of sluts?”
“Your mother's in here, Karras. Would you like to leave a message? I'll see that she gets it.”
“Without you, African mother, there would have been no us--African fathers, sons and daughters. Do we need to say any more African mothers, our own true goddesses! Let us praise you to the highest, telling the world about your righteousness. Let us tell the entire universe about your sacredness African woman.”
“One, you moved here with your father, which means your a daddy's girl. No girl leaves their mother unless they are.”