“I’m sick of being everyone’s regret. My mother died in shame because she’d borne me. My father and brother despise me and my sister can barely look me in the eye! (Acheron)”

“Why are you being such a baby over this? I’m the one who was kept cloistered. (Livia)Because my mother and sister are sacred beings, unsullied by the hands of a man, and if you tell me differently, especially where Zarina is concerned, I swear to God, I’m donning my assassin’s uniform and gutting whatever bastard touched her. (Adron)”

“There will never be peace between us. Ever. You shattered any hope of it when you watched your brother kill me and refused to speak up on my behalf. (Acheron)I was afraid. (Artemis)And I was butchered and gutted on the floor like an animal sacrifice. Excuse me if I don’t feel your pain. I’m too busy with my own. (Acheron)”

“Does your manager know that you talk to your customers like this? (Blaine)If you’d like to talk to my mother, who owns this bar, my overindulgent brother, who manages it, or my father, who delights in kicking everyone’s ass around, about your treatment by me, just let me know and I’ll be more than happy to go get one of them for you. I know they’d just love to waste their time dealing with you. They’re real understanding that way. (Aimee)”

“You want to know what I’m afraid of? I’m afraid of every morning when I wake up that this will be the day when I can no longer move for myself. I know it’s coming. It’s just a matter of time until I have no choice, except to have someone else clothe me, feed me. Change my diaper. And I can’t stand it. (Adron)Then why don’t you kill yourself? Why are you still here? (Livia)Because every time I think of doing that, I can hear my family praying over me while I was in the hospital. I hear my mother weeping, my father begging me not to die on them. I could never intentionally hurt them that way. It would devastate them both, and while I’m a pathetic asshole, I’m not that selfish. (Adron)”

“I’m stuck fighting. (Acheron)You’re stuck fighting. But you’re welcome to come share my beach any time you get tired of the brawl. (Savitar)Save me a spot. If this blows up in my face, I’ll be back with my tail forever tucked between my legs. (Acheron)”

“A monster. I despise my true form. (Acheron)I can’t imagine why. Other than killing me, you were actually cute in a very Papa Smurf kind of way. (Tory)Papa Smurf? I don’t look like Papa Smurf. (Acheron)No, baby, you don’t at all. You look like sex on a stick. Now is your ego all better? (Tory)”