“The only thing we’ll be handing you is your head. (Fraser)Ooo. Scary. Have you ever thought of making up children’s tales? You might actually succeed in frightening a two-year-old. (Sin)”

“Ok, lovebirds,” Jack said. “Here’s what we’re going to do. We’ll pull this coffin, unopened, down and hand it to you, Prince Charming. You give me my gold, and you take the coffin with your monster inside and have your ‘own scary ever after’. Are we clear?”

“I know sometimes it's scary to think that you might do the wrong thing. It's terrifying to imagine wasting your "one shot". But let me assure you, nothing you do will be wasted. Every decision you make, every path you take, has the ability to contribute something you need to succeed at your dream.”

“Surely it is an odd way to spend your life - sitting alone in a room with a pen in your hand, hour after hour, day after day, year after year, struggling to put words on pieces of paper in order to give birth to what does not exist, except in your head. Why on earth would anyone want to do such a thing? The only answer I have ever been able to come up with is: because you have to, because you have no choice.”

“You better [start writing] now because you know how to write, and you have fingers, and you have this one life, and during this one life, you should put your words down, and make your voice heard, and then let others hear your voice. And the only way any of that’s going to happen is if you actually do it. People can’t read the thoughts in your head. They can only read the thoughts you put down, carefully and with great love, on the page.So you have to do it, goddamnit.”

“You know, I could fire you. I could even arrange to get you killed. Or kill you myself. (Joe)Ooo, big scary threat. That might hold water if it wasn’t for the fact that I know how much you hate paperwork. (Tee)”