"What was he? A-a demon? A giant bug? Some kind of dark god with the secrets of nouvelle cuisine? I mean, we are talking creature- feature here, right?"

"I'm seventeen. Looking at linoleum makes me wanna have sex."

"Well, let's see, um, six feet tall, claws, a big old snout in the middle of his face like a wolf. Um, yeah, I'm sticking with my first guess."

"Are we overlooking the possibility that she may be very attracted to me? ... She's possessed."

"Hey, it's me. If Angel's doing something wrong, I wanna' know...'cause it gives me a happy"

"Angel's our friend...except I don't like him"

"Just meet me at Willow's house in half an ora and wear something trashy...er"

"What relationship? I mean, what life could they possibly have together? We're talking obedience school, paper training. Oz is always in the back, burying their thangs, and that kind of breed can turn on its owner"

"I made a mess, Giles. See, I found out that Amy's into witchcraft, and I was hurt, I guess, so I made her put the Amore whammy on Cordy, but it backfired. And now every woman in Sunnydale wants to make me her cuddle monkey. Which may sound swell on paper, but..."
"I'm sorry, but let's not forget that I hated Angel long before te guys jumped on the bandwagon. So I think I deserve a little something for not saying 'I told te so' long before now. And if Giles wants to go after the, uh, fiend that murdered his girlfriend, I say, 'Faster, pussycat, kill, kill."

"Man, Buffy! My whole life just flashed before my eyes. I gotta' get me a life!"

"It's officially nippy. So say my nips"

"So this spell might restore Angel's humanity? Well, here's an interesting angle: who cares?"

"You can paint this any way te want, but the way I see it is that te wanna' forget all about Ms Calendar's murder so te can get your boyfriend back."