“It was an addiction. A pointless, self-destructive addiction. But really, is there any other kind?”

“We're talking about humans inhaling the toxic life force sucked out of a demon from another world.' Quite possible the weirdest sentence I'd ever said aloud...'And according to your mom, if they survive addiction-and that's a big if-their scrambled brains'll make Ozzy Osbourne look rational and coherent.”

“I recognize no other kind of ass.”

“And the council doesn’t recognize any kind of temporary insanity defense. Which was a real shame, because most of the councilmen had considered me crazy for most of my life.”

“You already said that,” Sabine said, folding the wrapper back from her burger. “You said it a lot, actually. Which supports my theory that apologies are basically pointless. They don’t fix anything, right? That’s why I rarely bother.”

“You know, the only thing worse than a self-righteous virgin is a self-righteous fake virgin.”

“I went up on my toes to kiss him, and he groaned. "Do you really think this is appropriate on school grounds?""Nope." I wrapped my arms around his neck. "And I happen to know there isn't an appropriate thought running through your head right now.""Or any other time." Tod pulled me close and held me so tight my ribs almost hut, but I didn't want him to let go. Ever.”