“I can't give you the white picket fence, and if I did, you'd set it on fire.”
“She wants the kids, the cars, the house, and the white picket fence. I said sure, I can give you a fence.”
“Do I seem like the white-picket-fence sort of girl to you, Carl?" "No, you seem like the blood-soaked-walls kind of girl to me.”
“All I wanted was a little piece of life, to be married, to have children. [...] I was trying my damnedest to lead a conventional life, for that was how I was brought up, and it was what my husband wanted of me. But one can't build little white picket fences to keep the nightmares out.”
“I’d given up on the white picket fence after Kisten had died—finding out my kids would be demons was the nail in the coffin.”
“I didn't set fire to the building.""No, but you did pull it into the river.""That put the fire out!”