“Don't worry, fairy vomit is no doubt sweet-smelling to humans.”
“There's the smell of the devil's mischievousness, a pitchfork in your ass and sulfur in your mouth. The Bastard's there, all right, don't doubt it.”
“When I don't have something to worry about, I worry. Nothing comes so naturally to a human being as anxiety and worry.”
“What is that smell? (Nick)(It was like three-day-old cat vomit mixed with rotten asparagus.)Duck urine. It keeps the zombies from thinking I’m human. (Mark)Yeah, well it keeps me from thinking you’re sane. (Nick)”
“Why worry, if today be sweet'?”
“Her sweet cinnamon smell intoxicated me.”