I’ll show you displacement when I displace his bollocks, and throw them on the floor and stamp on them one at a time!
I’d rather return to the fires of Hell than spend a night in Tarzana.
I wasn’t afraid of you. I was afraid of losing you.[to Lucifer]
I suppose what I call powerlessness is what everyone else calls a Tuesday.
I see you pretending to be something that you’re not. You don’t have to. You’re already perfect.[to Lucifer]
I refuse to be a scapegoat for which something I bear no responsibility. It’s a theme in my life.
I lost my wings, my powers. I fell again and again. You know? And getting back up, well, that was the most empowering experience of my life.[to Linda]
I find that people make Los Angeles their home for one of two reasons. Either they’re running from something, or looking for something.
I don’t understand why humans waste so much time resisting their desires. A rehabilitation center for drugs and sex.
I can’t go downstairs, Detective. Between my sunglasses, scarf and gloves, I’ll look like Stevie Wonder on a snow day.
I am amazed by the deferential regard you people hold for rotting flesh.
How much does that kid need? I had two rocks when I was growing up. One sharp, one not. Take the sharp one and try to stab things. Take the dull one, try to make it sharp.[to Amenadiel, about Charlie]