Common sense got drunk and giddy when Olivia was on the premises. Maybe he should just raise a glass, too, and dub reason a lost cause.

Beauty like hers had no place in his life.

Turned out, monsters were capable of love after all. But it didn’t mean they should.

An hour in her presence, and he was ready to hit his knees, submit to her every whim.

Lucifer was engraving Nate’s name on a cage right now.

He was going to need God Almighty to come down from On High to explain this one.

Redemption was asking too much, but he could hope. Something told him he’d still be seeking absolution when he took his last breath on some distant day.

For a guy who wore layers upon layers of armor, his give-a-shit was showing.

If this was what caring about someone was like, what the hell was he supposed to do? Because he couldn’t handle it, couldn’t live like this.

There is nothing left but the attempt and not trying is the same as failing.

The people of Crete unfortunately make more history than they can consume locally.

My girlfriend asked me if I only love her for her body. I said no, baby. Just parts of it.

You hurt the ones that I love best and cover up the truth with lies. One day you'll be in the ditch, flies buzzin' around your eyes.

The Vietnam War was in full swing, the Air Force wanted me and I wanted out of Flint, so three years in the USA and that fourth one spent here in Vietnam really flipped my life around.

There was no publicity. You had to like it. There was no pressure, just great competition. The attitude of the coaches and players was exceptional.

I think that, in general, when you want to make a case, It important to be as clear and honest and persuasive as you can be about stating the opposite case, rather than attacking strawmen.

How long do you want to wait until you start enjoying life? When you're sixty-five you get social security.

Every threat to the family is a threat to society itself. So protect your families! See in them your country’s greatest treasure and nourish them always by prayer and the grace of the sacraments.

The power of works of art still continues to be secretly nourished by imitation... kitsch