“I'm old enough to make you look like an embryo. [Thorn]”
“Bitch going to rue the day she decided to unleash Phrixis on the world. (Thorn)Rue the day? (Fang)I’m old enough to make you look like an embryo. Sometimes it shows. (Thorn)”
“What do you mean she left me the embryos? I'm supposed to get the cat.”
“Some people are like thorns. But you have to let them be thorns, because thorns can't turn into petals. The trick is not letting them prick you; never let a thorn prick you!”
“Did dreams, he wondered, when they arrived, make a sound? The smallest kind, like the noise of an embryo being conceived, or a snowflake touching down?”
“I'm going to lower the drinking age to eighteen. If you're old enough to die in Iraq, you're old enough to drink.”