“How could I be enough for you baby?”

“A baby was like a revolution, Grigori thought: you could start one, but you could not control how it would turn out.”

“Bring your love, baby, I could bring my shameBring the drugs, baby, I could bring my painI got my heart right hereI got my scars right hereBring the cups baby, I could bring the drankBring your body baby, I could bring you fameThat's my muthafucking word, tooJust let me muthafucking love you”

“The truth is that I told Lucius Kennet and Silas to kidnap you for me, but I thought they could do it without using any horrid stratagems! That was fair enough! There could be no possible objection, for how could I kidnap you myself?”

“I will hold your hand and we will walk across this world, and I will sing to you and our babies, and that will be enough for me.”

“Everything was fine, but Weetzie wanted a baby. “How could you want one?” My Secret Agent Lover Man said. “There are way too many babies. And diseases. And nuclear accidents. And crazy psychos. We cant have a baby,” he said.”