Boys.

"Looks and talent don't always go together, Katerina."

"Looks don't concern me, maestro. Only talent interests a woman of taste."

I laugh every time I see this.

"I rose from the swing and watched as he walked down the steps- the curly gray hair that had lain on my breast, his darling neck where my breath had lingered, his artist's hands that would never again frame my face as he bent to kiss me- and I didn't yell "Shane!" and I didn't say "nyah, nyah, nyah." You do learn a few things with age.

I did have that tee shirt made."

Vaya con Dios, Conando.

"That’s the trouble with women. Sure I’ve been hurt before. I gave them something, they gave me something. But there comes a time when you start to ask questions. All on account of that little door. In a couple, the door has to stay open. And when it’s open it’s either to bring in new nourishment… or it’s to let you out. Either you add a little seed… and that seed can be a baby, or a good time or a holiday… Or you get out, lock, stock and seed. With women, you can’t always tell if the door’s open and if it’s time to add a seed, or get the hell out. I’ve been hurt because I’d open the door wide, and they’d shut it."

-The smartest, most charming, all-around cool guy of a serial killer I've ever seen.