Nothing pisses God off more than exercising free will.
No public records. No social security number. No social media footprint. What is this? 2014?
No offense, brother, but on the list of things I’d like to wake up to, your face falls somewhere after a horse’s head and Coldplay tickets.
Mortality is a gift. It makes you appreciate life.[to Maze]
Maze always turns up eventually. She’s like a bad penny… in tight leather pants.
Lucifer’s not another guy. He’s a weirdo.
Lucifer, he does this. He notices things that normal people are too normal to notice.[to Reese Getty]
Look, I know you think I’m a bad guy, but I’m simply trying to catch our dear friend Malcolm so I can tear his arms and legs off.
Just because somebody hurts you doesn’t mean the next person’s gonna do the same thing.[to Ella]
It’s really not a good day for… your… Luciferness.
It’s funny how killers go deaf at the moment of reckoning, isn’t it?
It’s always the ones you least suspect, the ones you trust the most, that hurt you. They wait until your guard is down and then wham! In my case, it was tequila.
