I’ve done some soul-searching… Looked deep within myself, ya know? I've reached the conclusion that 'Fuck You!' is my spirit animal, and some motherfuckers are going to pay. You can help me, or you can walk… but I’m in this. I’m in ‘til the end,” Wednesday said.

— Dennis Sharpe

Jehovah’s Witness? Don’t sweat it. I’m going to hell, already booked my ticket. Bright side? I’m pagan. Your hell is my heaven... if for no other reason than you won’t be there.

— Dennis Sharpe

Like all men who look this good, Frank has no interest in women.

— Dennis Sharpe

Often, things are left unsaid. Everyone is guilty of thinking and feeling things... of loving or appreciating others... and of taking for granted that those others will just be there... to continue to share life's journey with... Then when one is gone... so quickly... all those things left unsaid... they matter more, because they were unspoken... Everyone fights their own battles inside themselves... often no one outside them even knows the wars that rage inside even those who they are closest to... I'd like to take the time, here and now, to tell all of you... those close to me, and those who aren't... those who matter so much... and those who have influenced me in even the smallest ways... all of you... that you matter. You are important. You are appreciated. Don't for a moment think otherwise. Don't, for even an instant, think or feel that you are not a wonder... a gift to the world... that makes it a better place to be... or that it would ever, in any way, be anything less than a tragedy for you to leave before your time.

— Dennis Sharpe

Pretending to care what men think is an art. It takes moments to learn, but lifetimes to master. I’d like to believe I’m an expert.

— Dennis Sharpe

See, I can talk to the pretty man like a real grown up if I try hard enough.

— Dennis Sharpe

She looked at him like it physically hurt her not to speak, and yet she stayed silent.

— Dennis Sharpe

Standing in front of him I wipe his liquid from the corner of my mouth and stare deeply. I can see the panic in his eyes. I can smell his fear, deep, rich and growing, and for the first time tonight I’m actually aroused.

— Dennis Sharpe

Telling you how I know…what I know…it could make things worse than they already are…for all of us

— Dennis Sharpe

The things this man does to me are beyond what I feel should be possible. Butterflies. Fucking butterflies. Damn him.

— Dennis Sharpe