“Yeah, well, your people happen to be soul-sucking demons. (Wulf)You ever met a banker or a lawyer? Tell me who’s worse, my Urian or one of them? At least we need the food; they do it just for profit margins. (Phoebe)”

“No, I was just wondering who you killed to reclaim your health. (Wulf)I’m sure the cows you eat aren’t exactly thrilled by their slaughter either. (Urian)They’re not people. (Wulf)In case you haven’t noticed, Dark-Hunter, there are a lot of people out there who aren’t human either. (Urian)”

“Yeah, well, don’t worry about it. I’ve never met a Daimon yet I couldn’t take. (Wulf)Guess again, little brother. You just met one, and trust me, he’s not like any you’ve ever met before. He makes Desiderius look like a pet hamster. (Acheron)”

“Daimons, vampires, ghouls, whatever you want to call them. They suck your blood and your soul and leave you with nothing. Kind of like lawyers. (Selena)”

“American business at this point is really about developing an idea, making it profitable, selling it while it's profitable and then getting out or diversifying. It's just about sucking everything up. My idea was: Enjoy baking, sell your bread, people like it, sell more. Keep the bakery going because you're making good food and people are happy.”

“Well, I guess I’m just not as special as you are. (Urian)No one knows their true mettle until it’s been tested. This is yours. Whether you pass or fail is entirely up to you. I can’t tell you what to do, but I know where I’ll be tonight. (Acheron)”