The universe is a meat grinder and we're just pork in designer shoes, keeping busy so we can pretend we're not all headed for the sausage factory. Maybe I've been hallucinating this whole time and the...
It's more like how some people can't help but bring out the not necessarily righteous parts of your personality. Like how you meet someone and instantly know they're a full-time professional victim, a...
See? Even dead she makes me a better whatever-the-hell it is I am. A less stupid person. A more considerate monster.
Hell didn't make me a monster. It just confirmed all my worst fears about myself.
If you ever need to confirm that a girl is worth coming back from Hell for, show her your monster arm and see what she says.
Nothing nice happens to murdered women.
Marchosias
Thanks for treating me like, you know, a person through all this shit. I know that isn't always easy. (Stark)You do have a habit of pissing on other people's welcome mats. But, when a gentleman gives...
So, you’re the angel of Death? The angel shook his head, a little embarrassed. I don’t have that honor. In Heaven, I’m the celestial who bears the great golden quills, the silver Chroma, the holy vell...
I’m not a huge fan of other people’s logic.
They can talk shit about each other behind the others' backs, but when it comes down to it, money is the one true race and everyone down here is the color of greenbacks and as tall as mountains.
None of the palaces in Hell come close to Lucifer's in size or beauty. Lucifer lives at the top of a literal ivory tower, miles high. You can't even see the top from the ground. The joke is that he bu...
Stark: So, you think Mason knows I'm back.Vidocq: You just blew up his home. He might suspect something.
This fire is a big deal. A huge deal. A giant, flaming, goddamn, piece-of-shit, agonizing, I-want-to-rip-my-own-head-off deal.
I've been me for so long, what am I going to be if that's gone?
CANDY AND ALESSA are practicing in the storeroom. One of them is burning through Miserlou and the other sounds like she’s falling down the stairs with a boxful of cats. But she keeps playing. Good for...
I'm always careful. It's whiskey that isn't careful.
Every time stupid rich people get ripped off, it makes them feel better about hating poor people.
Yes, there are vampires. Try to keep up.
Brooding is for chickens, as my first-grade teacher used to say. Or maybe it was Lucifer. Homily reciters all kind of run together for me.