“Aristotle, I swear that kid is going to get himself killed one of these days. He’s a dumbass at the genetic level.”

“I suffer from a unique genetic condition. It's called Dumbass Syndrome and, unfortunately, there's no cure.”

“And if you dont come back from the dorm, I'm the one who has to explain to Micheal how I let you go off and get yourself killed like a Dumbass. First rule in horror movies, Clair-Never split up!”

“Yo, dumbass. What do you think she’d be doing with them? Giving them ballet lessons? (Darling)Tell me again why I can’t kill him? (Hauk)You’re afraid of handling explosives. (Nykyrian)One day I’m going to get over that and when I do…(Hauk)I’ll wisely stop annoying you. (Darling)”

“He leans in closer and closer until his breath caresses my mouth. I’m paralyzed. I swear he’s going to kiss me. I swear I’m going to let him.”

“Fucking pro bono work. Going to get me killed one day.”