“for all his tattooings he was on the whole a clean, comely looking cannibal...”

“You know Dahmer was a cannibal. You think he was a zombie?”Tom smirked. “I’m no expert, but not all cannibals are zombies.”

“He absently stroked my hair, winding it around his fingers, smoothing it against my back. I relaxed into him, and he laid his cheek on top of my head. It felt good. Better than good. Normal. Safe. Clean and right and whole... and not at all what I expected when I decided to come to hell.”

“He had tattooed all of the names of the men he had killed on his body...unfortunately he had run out of room.”

“She was clean": no piercings, tattoos, or scarifications. All the kids were now. And who could blame them, Alex thought, after watching three generations of flaccid tattoos droop like moth-eaten upholstery over poorly stuffed biceps and saggy asses?”

“I have come to the conclusion that imperialism and exploitation are forms of cannibalism and, in fact, are precisely those forms of cannibalism which are most diabolical or evil.”