“Oh, for God's sake. Save your piss. Don't save your piss. It's all the same to me.”

“You took your meds today, right?" he whispered. I nodded. Then use this jar to save it." Save . . . ?" Your urine. If you give them some of today's tomorrow, it'll seem like you're still taking your meds." You want me to . . . dole it out? Into specimen jars?" Got a better idea?" Um, no, but ..." I lifted the jar and stared into it. Oh, for God's sake. Save your piss. Don't save your piss. It's all the same to me." Simon peeked around the corner, brows lifted. "I was going to ask what you guys were doing, but hearing that, I think I'll pass.”

“Piss on my daisies, we have to save the demons!”

“Sometimes I just want to paint the words "It's my fault" across my forehead to save people the time of being pissed off at me.”

“To piss across water is to piss across your reflection”

“God, I know You're probably still pissed about Soren, and I don't really blame You. But please don't take Your wrath out on Wesley. Flog me all You want. He doesn't deserve it.”