“Fredo you're my older brother and I love you. But don't ever take sides against the family...”

“Don't you ever see the bright side of things?" Patrick asks as I mope against the bottom of the ladder."Easy to see the bright side when you're getting paid by the hour.""Delilah, I will gladly give you my fill wage plus a month's supply of your iced choco-nut whatever lattes if you trade places and clothes with my right now.""You're not wearing a shirt.""That's the deal, Hannaford," he says.”

“-Little brothers can be such a pain.-Oh, really? Did you forget I have two older brothers?-Sorry 'bout that.-For what? Dissing little brothers?-No, that you're probably a pain.”

“You can give me anything?" he asked."Anything!" Lucifer cried."Anything I ask for?""Anything you desire!""Can you give me love?" Ammon asked him. "Can you take away my sins? Can you give me salvation? Are you willing to die for me? Can you give me the love of my family and the love of my friends? Can you promise me anything besides what you have shown me here? Can you give me the love of my Father, or my older brother, Jehovah, the Christ?”

“You're my big brother. I knew you'd take care of me.”

“Logically, I understand that it wasn't Edward's fault my family fell apart after he left. But when you're eleven years old, you don't give a flip about logic. You just really miss holding your big brother's hand.”