The best Quotes by Wendy

Gina: "It's a hamster wheel, chicas. You can't run away from the club because you're in debt. You can never run away from the debt, because you're being threatened. And you can't run away from the threats, because you've got a family you love."
Wendy: "Let's break the f*cking wheel, then."

Gina, break the eggs, you're good at that.

The d makes the world go round!

The internet is killing our civilization and our small businesses, it's killing reading and worse, it's killing imagination.

Fear is a hot potato, if you get it you lose.

The soft fluffy feeling you get from narcotics which allows you to somehow live through the horror and feel like you're floating. But that's only because you haven't hit rock-bottom just yet.

We only have two options: Jail or a shallow grave in the desert - and I'm not sure which is better.

I'm not used to not feeling anything when someone touches me.

There always comes a day when your life gets torn in half. And this was that day.

We'd left behind a blood trail that had essentially turned the three of us into the hares in a hunt. Alone and in the middle of the desert, we knew there was no way back now, and nothing would be worse than what we've been through.

Gina: "I just need a bit of time off!"
Romeo: "God gave you time off when he gave you all periods. That's four days a month, fifty days a year off, guaranteed. Like a teacher."

People think pretty much anyone in the world could do this job, but you need a real calling for it. Be honest to yourself, do you think you have enough of a passion to suck my d right now and turn it into a masterpiece?

But back at the club, I became Coral again, the character that Romeo created for me using the finely tuned vision only a pervert posesses. He extracted from each one of us the fantasy we had inside.

Tenerife is an island that has a lot going on for it: The beach, year-round summer and tons of tourists.

This is my club. We spend our nights on a red leatherette sofa, trying to look wonderful enough for some despicable guys to make love to us.

When you lose everything, that's when you're finally free.

We're not defined by what we los. We're defined by what we survive.

They're exhausting to inflate, they scare the shit out of you when they pop, and uninflated they just look like a pile of clown-condoms.

This isn't about good or bad. This is about power. And who is allowed to use it.