“We're not punished for our sins, lad. We're punished by them.”

“God didn't have to punish him; he'd created his own hell. By himself and for himself.”

“It's another sin. Worse than all the other ones, which are immediate, violent and hot...It's the eighth deadly sin. The one God left out, Hope.”

“It's not pride I'm feeling. It's another sin. Worse than all the other ones, which are immediate, violent, and hot. This one sits inside you quietly and eats you from the inside out like the trichina worms the pigs get. It's the Eighth Deadly Sin. The one God left out. Hope.”

“The more obscure our tastes, the greater the proof of our genius.”

“Together in our house, in the firelight, we are the world made small.”

“Writers are damned liars. Every single one of them.”