“She wants the kids, the cars, the house, and the white picket fence. I said sure, I can give you a fence.”

“I can't give you the white picket fence, and if I did, you'd set it on fire.”

“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.”

“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.”

“There was a fence and there was this other van- So I go, 'Fence or van? Cause I'm crashing into one of them,' and I said 'Fence,' so I hit the fence and bounced into the van”