The Best Herbsaint Sazerac Quotes

Herbsaint: Perhaps the doubtful old maxim speaks true: All grand beauties withhold their deepest secrets.

Herbsaint: After receiving the host, marauding choir boys half-drunk on the blood of Christ stalk unwary pensioners and seek havoc.

Arthur Howitzer Jr.: "Rats, vermin, gigolos, streetwalkers." You don't think it's almost too seedy this time?
Herbsaint: No, I don't.
Arthur Howitzer Jr.: For decent people.
Herbsaint: It's supposed to be charming.
Arthur Howitzer Jr.: "Pick-pockets, dead bodies, prisons, urinals..." You don't want to add a flower shop?
Herbsaint: No, I don't
Arthur Howitzer Jr.: Or an art museum? A pretty place of some kind?
Herbsaint: I hate flowers.