“Will looked horrified. "What kind of monster could possibly hate chocolate?”

“I mean, really: what kind of person could possibly dislike me?”

“It's not just a miracle; it's a miracle with chocolate. Best kind.”

“Look into the eyes of a chicken and you will see real stupidity. It is a kind of bottomless stupidity, a fiendish stupidity. They are the most horrifying, cannibalistic and nightmarish creatures in the world.”

“I had the taste of blood and chocolate in my mouth, one as hated as the other.”

“Look, there's no metaphysics on earth like chocolates.”

“I always enjoyed doing monster books. Monster books gave me the opportunity to draw things out of the ordinary. Monster books were a challenge — what kind of monster would fascinate people? I couldn’t draw anything that was too outlandish or too horrible. I never did that. What I did draw was something intriguing. There was something about this monster that you could live with. If you saw him you wouldn’t faint dead away. There was nothing disgusting in his demeanor. There was nothing about him that repelled you. My monsters were lovable monsters.”

“I wondered if I was a monster. Not the kind that [Edward] thought he was, but the real kind. The kind that hurt people. The kind that had no limits when it came to what they wanted.”

“White Chocolate. Intense, sweet. But not deep. Okay for prom dates or flings, but not to get serious.. Milk chocolates are guys you could date for like a few months, and dark chocolates are for love.”

“When he said he was going to stop the march and called it a hate march, I think that was very provocative. The Mayor's statements have created a climate that could possibly lead to some kind of confrontation.”