“You both sicken me. (Markus)It’s what I live for…Father. Your eternal disgust succors me like mother’s milk. (Fang)”

“In my day we let the wolfswans incapable of birthing our young die. (Markus)Then it’s a good thing we’re in the twenty-first century and not the Dark Ages, isn’t it? (Fang)”

“The only way to have eternal love is to never let your heart forget what it’s like to live without it.”

“And in your world, Captain Scary, that would mean? (Fang)You hit him three times and then you stop. It’s in English. Hell, it’s in –your- English. You were born then! (Thorn)That was my third hit. (Fang)I have a tumor. I know I have a tumor. I just wish I were mortal so that it could kill me. (Thorn)”

“How you figure that, grom? Your mother’s the Destroyer. It’s a title she not only earned, but one she relishes. And you’re sending me in with only a few Charonte as backup. What did I ever do to you? (Savitar)Man up, Sav. You’re whining like a little girl. (Acheron)If your mother has her way, she’ll turn me into one, and I look like shit in pink. Thanks, kid. (Savitar)”

“You’re not going to bite me with your fangs, are you?”

“Because I’ve lost my children, too, and I know the ache that lives inside the heart that no amount of solace or alcohol will squelch. I know what it’s like to have the powers of a god and to not be able to hold the one thing that means the most to me. And if you think for one minute that I would ever serve that to another being, even Artemis, who I’d like to torture for eternity, then go ahead and call down your army on me. I would deserve whatever death they give. (Sin)”