“Today I am unafraid of lifting up my voice, calling it my own and discovering its infinite beauty.”

“My name is Georgia Mason, and I am begging you. Rise up while you can.”

“I feel the closest to crazy when I'm disagreeing with the voice in my head”

“My Angel, goddess of my heart, you are beautiful.”

“EMMA: Ah. There you are. You— little—John Sublime: Shhuhh… Hup. Don’t. Please… My mom met your parents in the Hamptons… I… I go through agonies of conscience every time we have to hurt one of you beautiful creatures… Emma… I’m doing God’s will…EMMA: Shut up! I am very cross about this! Very very very cross indeed! I look like a bloody heavyweight boxer!”

“All is one in Darkseid. The mighty body is my church. When I command your surrender, I speak with three billion voices...”

“Gregory smiled a little, holding up an empty syringe. “I’m afraid you don’t have all that much choice in the matter. I added a little something to your IV line. We’ll see you in a few hours.”“What—?” My eyes widened. “You bastard.”“My parents were married.”“You could have… could have asked me…” My voice was already slowing down. I didn’t know whether it was psychosomatic or just very well timed, but either way, I was pissed.”