“Nobody knows if Zidane is an angel or demon. He smiles like Saint Teresa and grimaces like a serial killer.”

“He made the quick apologetic grimace that seemed to be as near as he ever came to a smile.”

“Accept who you are. Unless you're a serial killer.”

“Everything in the universe is everything else. A man is a killer is a saint is a monkey is a cockroach is a goldfish is a whale, and the Devil is just the angel who asked for More.”

“How many people you know who can name every serial killer who ever existed in a row?”

“You're alive," I whisper, pressing my palms against my cheeks, feeling the smile that's so wide it must look like a grimace. Peeta's alive.”

“All women love Colin Firth: Mr. Darcy, Mark Darcy, George VI—at this point he could play the Craigslist Killer and people would be like, 'Oh my God, the Craigslist Killer has the most boyish smile!”

“Think: who has vans, huh? Soccer moms and serial killers.”

“Is sincerity a virtue by itself? A serial killer has also acted sincerely.”

“Only two kinds of people drink their coffee black: cops and serial killers.”