[last lines] John Milton: Vanity, definitely my favorite sin.
John Milton: Let me give you a little inside information about God. God likes to watch. He's a prankster. Think about it. He gives man instincts. He gives you this extraordinary gift, and then what does He do, I swear for His own amusement, his own p...
Kevin Lomax: "Better to reign in Hell than serve in Heaven", is that it? John Milton: Why not? I'm here on the ground with my nose in it since the whole thing began. I've nurtured every sensation man's been inspired to have. I cared about what he wan...
Kevin Lomax: What are you? John Milton: Oh, I have so many names... Kevin Lomax: Satan. John Milton: Call me Dad.
John Milton: Free will. It's like butterfly wings: once touched, they never get off the ground. No, I only set the stage. You pull your own strings.
John Milton: Don't get too cocky my boy. No matter how good you are don't ever let them see you coming. That's the gaffe my friend. You gotta keep yourself small. Innocuous. Be the little guy. You know, the nerd... the leper... shit-kickin' surfer. L...
[In Milton's Penthouse] Kevin Lomax: [quietly] Is there more to it? Eddie Barzoon: Just this room. Kevin Lomax: And a bedroom? Eddie Barzoon: No bedroom. Kevin Lomax: Where does he sleep? Eddie Barzoon: Who said he sleeps? Kevin Lomax: Where does he ...
John Milton: There's this beautiful girl just fucked me forty ways from Sunday... we're done, she's walking to the bathroom, she's trying to walk, she turns... she looks... it's me. Not the Trojan army just fucked her. Little ol' me. She has this loo...
John Milton: Freedom, baby... is never having to say you're sorry.
Kevin Lomax: What about love? John Milton: Overrated. Biochemically no different than eating large quantities of chocolate.
John Milton: Who, in their right mind Kevin, could possibly deny the twentieth century was entirely mine.
John Milton: You sharpen the human appetite to the point where it can split atoms with its desire; you build egos the size of cathedrals; fiber-optically connect the world to every eager impulse; grease even the dullest dreams with these dollar-green...
John Milton: What about you? Your family, you gotta miss 'em. [Mary Ann shakes her head no] John Milton: No? Mary Ann Lomax: I told Kevin the only thing worse than not having a father was having mine. John Milton: I can relate. I can, believe me.
John Milton: A woman's shoulders are the front lines of her mystique, and her neck, if she's alive, has all the mystery of a border town. A no-man's land in that battle between the mind and the body.
John Milton: Guilt is like a bag of fuckin' bricks. All ya gotta do is set it down.
John Milton: Your vanity is justified, Kevin. Your seed, is the key to a new future. Your son is gonna sit at the head of all tables, my boy. He's gonna set this hold thing free. Kevin Lomax: You want a child? John Milton: I want a family. Kevin Loma...
John Milton: Lawyers are the devil's ministry.
John Milton: Free will, it is a bitch.
