This is your fault. I'm going to kill you. And all the cake is gone. You don't even care, do you?

I have no heart to give to Death. Perhaps, I'll give her the hearts of others. Yes, one-thousand should do it.

Work for yourself, live for yourself. That's the only way.

Swordfighting is a little like making love. It's not always what you do, but what you say.

Floyd: You gotta go, both of you. My girlfriend, she'd kill me if she knew I had guests.
Trevor: Not much of a girlfriend if she don't like your family. Now would you get me a fucking drink? I'm not gonna ask you again!