"Did I just say, I love you? Hey, it's not so difficult after all! Why did I give you such a hard time about it? I could have kissed you more. I could have hugged you more. All I needed to do was take one step forward... Simon... I wanted to tell you along. I wanted to say these words to you so much."
— Conor Lee, Chapter 47
"Who gave you the right!? Are you the representatives of mankind, or what? Who appointed you? Was it God? Yourselves? You don't care if someone loves to go bowling or shooting! You don't care if someone wants to be a doctor of a flight attendant! So why can't we love someone of the same gender? What makes you say that the way we love is wrong? Because we're not "normal?" Because we don't abide by the provisions of God? The laws of nature? Well, fuck you. What a load of bullshit. You want to create a land for God? (starts flipping middle finger) Good. Then let's bring back the regulations on sex positions first! Don't use condoms, and only fuck in the missionary position, damn it! Since sex should only be for childbirth, and any other pleasure is against the will of God, am I right? Come to think of it, you guys are fucking disgusting. I mean, I know you all fuck doggy-style and blow each other! So I guess you're all going to Hell as well! The same goes for singles who don't copulate at all! If the union of man and woman is what's "normal," singles are the most abnormal of all. You're all going to Hell, too! Oh, and let's just kill all the ugly people, fat people, and poor people while we're at it. Then it'll be Heaven on Earth, with no abnormal beings! Where the normal are free to kill the abnormal! If you ask me, you uneducated, narrow-minded scumbags are the ones that degrade human nobility! You're fucking revolting! Ignorant morons! Do you feel good? Or pissed off? Mad? Then come at me! Instead of being fucking cowards, bashing someone that's all tied up, won't it be more fun to beat up a person of color? Kill me before I infect your brains and turn all of you into homosexuals! Kill me first! Stupid scumbags!"
— Conor Lee, Chapter 59
"Simon... Have you ever had to work desperately hard to obtain something? No, right? Conor always came running into your arms at the slightest beckoning. But me? I had to try and try and try again... Desperately. For years. I had to destroy... ...trample... ...and tear everything apart to get here."
— Veronica Reeble, Chapter 74
"Who decides whether I'm right or wrong...? Who determines what constitutes my happiness? We all wish to live a happy life. And throughout the course of our lives, we are given many different opportunities to make choices and to formulate opinions. Some said that I'll be happier if I become a heterosexual. Others said that I'll be a "worthy" man once I secure a stable job and settle down with a family. I couldn't decide what was right for me. As a result... ...I became very unhappy, forgot who I was, and felt lost. I even hurt someone special to me... instead of staying by his side and protecting him. That is one of the biggest regrets of my life. Just because many people say something is right, doesn't mean it's the right thing for me. The happiness portrayed in the media or discussed by your parents and friends, is most likely a happiness of their own, or a generic form they are familiar with."
— Conor Lee, Chapter 80
"Thank you. For not giving up. I'm so happy to be married to you. You make me so happy, Simon. And I'll spend the rest of my life making sure you know that."
— Conor Lee, Chapter 82
"Conor... You are my world... You are my universe... One day, you asked me why I called you a god. Have you ever seen people who try to find their reason for being by believing in God? They want to be loved by their god, and hope he will open the doors to Heaven. So they live their lives trying to make that dream come true. It's the same for me. Your tears make me want to be a more powerful and passionate person. Your smile makes me want to be a more caring and considerate person. You make me want to be a better person... ...And by doing so, you open the doors to Heaven for me. You are my god, Conor."
— Simon Winsor, Chapter 82
