“...when a man like Ethan finally learns to love, it's forever.~ Fiona MacCarrick ~”

“Admit it, love, you like it when I'm a little bad....”

“If you want to communicate an idea to a man's brain, talk to him through his pecker. It's like an ear horn, y'all.”

“This mountain of a man was learning that his considerable might- which he'd clearly relied on for everything- was futile with her. ”

“Blah, blah, blah. Demon boy, I can't speak that language. Furthermore, I don't want to pollute my brain by learning it. So it's time for you to learn mine. First lesson-I'm Say-been. I'm oft described as byoo-tee-full and mah-jest'ick.”

“When a group of young females had asked her what one should name her horse, she'd answered, "I like the sound of Fellatio." When Rydstrom had confronted Sabine about it, she'd said, "Do you know how priceless it was to hear that demoness sigh, 'I love my Fellatio'? Even gold can't buy moments like that!”

“Ah, but she was a pastel wearer. She was forever dead to Sabine.”