“Jackson asked, "Where'd the water come from in your house?""A pipe." Then he explained to Jackson, "Water travels in pipes.”

“When Matthew merely stared at him, Jackson reached into the weapon box and pulled out a sheathed machete, handing it to the boy.Matthew laughed and dropped it.”

“Mel exhaled. "Why are you forcing me into the voice-of-reason role? You know that never works out for us.”

“When you got captured, I didn't know..." He trailed off, had to chug whiskey before he could continue. "If it'd be like...""What?""Like it was with Clotile.""Oh, Jackson, no. I was okay. I'm unharm...”

“Evangeline," he sighed. "It ain't ever goan to be easy with you, is it?”

“Jackson asked, "Where'd the water come from in your house?""A pipe." Then he explained to Jackson, "Water travels in pipes.”

“When Matthew merely stared at him, Jackson reached into the weapon box and pulled out a sheathed machete, handing it to the boy.Matthew laughed and dropped it.”

“Mel exhaled. "Why are you forcing me into the voice-of-reason role? You know that never works out for us.”

“Whos happy? Happy is just what people think they are when they cant find anything to bitch about.”

“Sometimes you have to be a bitch to get things done.”

“Are you a female dog?""What?" Massie asked. "Why?"”

“To cut and tighten sentences is the secret of mastery.”

“Loss is a knife, constantly cutting, but over time the blade dulls, and the cuts aren't as sharp. It's always there in the drawer, but you realize it doesn't cut as deeply anymore.”

“And it was sad music fit to make you cut your throat.”