"It doesn't matter who you sleep with, it's how you treat other people in this world."

“Tara: No more talk of gloomy Angel, though. Only happy thoughts. Sunshine, picnic, that spell we did last night. With the oil?”

“Tara: Well, I go online sometimes, but everyone's spelling is really bad. It's depressing.”

“I saw them in the grocery store sitting benignly in their spinning racks, their technicolor faces looked like a not very girl-friendly amalgam of muscles, testosterone and pulpy, bloody flesh.”

“Tara: Sweetie, you wouldn't blow off a class if your head was on fire.”

“I really didn't want Tara to be bad, and that would have been a component of me coming back. As much as I wanted to come back—and I almost did—that was something that was dogging my not wanting to come back. I just felt like people really loved that character and for her to be bad would just destroy people. So that was one of the reasons I didn't go back.”

“I wouldn't want to forget anything, even the weird stuff and the bad stuff. It makes you who you are.”