“If it had been anyone else, Wrath would have used his favourite pair of words: Fuck and off”

“Had his brain been constructed of silk, he would have been hard put to it to find sufficient material to make a canary a pair of cami-knickers.”

“Then there would never have been anyone else. These is no one else for me. Only you.”

“Son of a bitch" Wrath breathed as a figure stopped twenty yards away.The glowing man laughed "Well, if it isn't good king Wrath and his band of merry-merry happy-happy. I swear you boys should do kiddie shows, you're so fucking cheery.""Great," Rhage murmered, "his sense of humor's still intact."Vishous exhaled "Maybe I can try to beat it out of him-""Use his own arm to do it, if you can-"Wrath glared at the two of them, who shot him back a pair of 'who-us?' stares”

“Take it all off. I don't intend to fuck somebody in his underwear. And you have to use a condom. I know where I've been, but I don't know where you've been. - Lisbeth Salander”

“I wished Graves would look at me. But he just stood there, glaring out from under his hair. I'm sure he could have painted fuck-off on his forehead and it would have been more subtle.”