“Where's your sense of adventure?" "Off on a beach somewhere with your sanity?”

“In an insane world, sanity made very little sense.”

“Don’t,” Michael said. It was soft, and it was a warning, through and through. “You try to hurt her again and I’ll pull your arm off.”

“Home," he repeated. "Home is where the heart is. Why don't you leave yours here? I'll take very good care of it.”

“You have not been sticking your dirty fingers in my sauce,’’ Eve said, and pointed her wooden spoonat him.He quickly took the finger out of his mouth. ‘‘First off, they’re not dirty. I licked them first.”

“It's your chili dog. Clean it up.""It's your turn to clean.""The house. Not your trash, which you can walk your leatherfaced-ass unto the kitchen to throw away.”

“And somewhere in heaven, Versace sheds a single, perfect tear.”