“Awh hell," muttered Drake, "do you do that to all the human women?""No, usually they've started taking their clothes off by now. She's beginning to hurt my feelings." (Logan)"We need to get you a paper bag or a scar or something. (Drake)"Yeah," he said in a dry tone. "I'll get right to work on that."(Helen spellbound-meeting Logan the Vampire for the first time)”

“Well, hell,” muttered Drake. “Do you do that to all the human women?”“No. Usually they’ve already started taking off their clothes by now. She’s beginning to hurt my feelings.”“We need to get you a paper bag or a giant scar or something.”“Yeah,” said the man, his tone dry. “I’ll get right to work on that”

“Logan, why aren't you wearing protection?"The radio crackled, and then came Logan's voice. "I have 'protection' in my bag," he said. "But as much as I don't want to say this, darlin', now's not the time to be asking if I'm carrying condoms. I have problems.""A life vest, Logan! I'm asking where's your life vest!""Oh," he said. "I knew that.”

“your life isn’t out there waiting, so don’t think all you have to do is find it and get it. no, your life is right here. and, yeah, it sucks. lives usually do. so if you want things to change, you don’t need to get a life. you need to get off your ass.”

“He shouldn’t have shot Tiki,” Logan said. “Hawaiian gods get even. Did you see what Tiki did to his foot? It flew right off his leg when you kicked it!”

“Don't be too hard on him," Henry said, opening the door for Logan. "Perhaps he's insecure in this new environment." Logan nodded, although it seemed as if Philip had made himself right at home, bossing everyone around like he owned the place. He remembered the paper in his pocked and pulled it out: "Be kind, for everyone you meet is fighting a battle you know nothing about.”