“hey sparrowsno pissing on my oldwinter quilt!”

“He’d sort of expected the silent treatment. Maybe she wasn’t pissed after all.“Hey, baby, where are you?”“Why the fuck do you care?”No, she was definitely pissed.”

“Hey dickhead, you should know something. You attack my brother, you really piss me off. (Vane)Hot damn, Daimon food. Hey Vane, you want the white meat or dark? (Fang)How about I grab one leg, you grab the other and we make a wish and pull? (Vane)”

“Hey hey hey, you had your time. Ding! my turn.”

“A woman and a man are like the sheet and the quilt. Since we happen to be the quilts, we need to have clean sheets.”

“It's like this old patchwork quilt my momma used to have...Each piece on that quilt meant something. And some of those pieces were the damn ugliest things you've ever seen...But some of the pieces were so beautiful they almost hurt my eyes to look at when I was a kid...That's the best you can hope for, Danny. That your life turns out like that patchwork quilt. That you can add some bright, sparkling pieces to the dirty, stained ones you have so far. That in the end, the bright patches might take up more space on your quilt than the dark ones.”