Glory

"Newsflash, hairdo, it's not always about you."

"You know, the thing with worms where, you rip 'em in half, you get two worms? Think that'll work with you?"

"It doesn't kill you. What it does is make you feel like you're in a noisy little dark room. Naked, and ashamed. And there are things in the dark that need to hurt you 'cause you're bad."

"I smell a fox in my henhouse! Is that why you were playing sugar and spice with Uncle Ben? Trying to get a peek at Glory's unmentionables?"

Mind the rug, honeys. Blood's a b****.

"I am great and I am beautiful and when I walk in the room all eyes turn to me because my name is a holy name and you will listen or I will pull your vital organs out and put this one here and this one here."

"Aagh! Ben! You stupid pointless lump I hate you! I hate you!"

"Little pinching things that go in your ears and crawl on the inside of your skull. And you know that if the noise and the crawling would stop, you could remember how to get out. But you never ever will."

"Ugh, cotton. Could a fabric be more annoyingly pedestrian?"

"You should get down on your knees and worship me! But no, you still think it's so cool having slayer strength. Oooh! Stronger than humans! Huh! Who isn't?!"

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