“If I'm going to burn, it might as well be bright.”

“Is it fair your life burns so short and bright? Death had asked. "No such thing as fair," Frank told himself. "If I'm going to burn, it might as well be bright.”

“Leo: I'm almost out of gas! Woah, that came out wrong. I meant the burning kind!”

“Are you kidding?" She looked at me as if I'd just dropped from the moon. Her cheeks were bright red."What's the problem now?" I demanded."Me, go with you to the...the 'Thrill Ride of Love'? How embarrassing is that? What if somebody saw me?""Who's going to see you?" But my face was burning now, too. Leave it to a girl to make everything complicated. "Fine," I told her. "I'll do it myself." But when I started down the side of the pool, she followed me, muttering about how boys always messed things up.”

“If i'm going to survive, it won't be because i have a lion-skin cloak. I'm not Hercules.”

“I'm not good with children," the god confessed. "Or people. Well, any organic life forms, really.”

“I believe you, Sadie.""Oh really. I'm holding the bloody feather of truth, and you believe me. Well, thanks.”