“Is man a savage at heart, skinned o'er with fragile Manners? Or is savagery but a faint taint in the natural man's gentility, which erupts now and again like pimples on an angel's arse?”
“No one is safe from nature's savagery,not even the innocent. Only beauty is consistent. Gabrielle envisions a time when the Savage Garden will overtake civilizations and destroy it.”
“Is there any instinct more deeply implanted in the heart of man than the pride of protection, a protection which is constantly exerted for a fragile and defenceless creature?”
“Try anything like that again and that cute arse of yours will be the same colour your face is right now.”
“A man like Dmitry was never irate. His coldness was only reflected in the manner in which he destroyed.”
“A mans manners are a mirror in which he shows his portrait.”