Santino Quotes & Sayings

You aren't how I imagined my assassin to be. You're too beautiful and tragic. — Santino Hassell

When they were partially up the stairs and mostly out of earshot, Sin looked at Boyd again. 'Don't get killed or I'll be very annoyed with you. — Santino Hassell

Maybe I just find long-term relationships to be interesting because I've never been in one or seen one that works well without getting fucked up in the end. Sometimes it seems like people are incapable of normal relationships anymore — Santino Hassell

He didn't know how to be someone's friend. That had been proven by the brilliant idea of murdering someone as a present. He definitely didn't know how to approach someone as a lover. That had been more than proven by what had happened at the hotel in France. — Santino Hassell

I had no idea how I'd come to trade my Pelle jacket for a piece of shit that looked like it'd come from the bargain bin at Jimmy Jazz. — Santino Hassell

It was like giving a homeless kid a night in a luxury hotel. It only made a bad situation worse. Once a person knows that kind of pleasure, they just wanted it again. And again. — Santino Hassell

It's because the truth is important. Never let anyone tell you differently, Boyd. Even if it hurts to say, even if it's painful to hear, even if you wish you could run the other way - it's important. It separates the people with integrity from the deceivers. It's what makes a person trustworthy. Somebody to believe in — Santino Hassell

You and he are so protective of each other that you blame yourselves as soon as something happens with the other — Santino Hassell

When Carhart finally looked at his former partner and former friend, for the first time in years he wasn't struck by the pain he saw there. For the first time he didn't wonder what could be causing the darkness in those typically carefree eyes.
For the first time he didn't care.
"Get out."
Emilio left. For the first time, he didn't come back. — Santino Hassell

I disentangled myself and flopped backward on the bed. "You sure about this, man?"
"Positive." David climbed right on top, straddling me. He knew I'd never throw him off, even if I'd threatened to do so a hundred times in the past. Maybe he knew how much I liked it. — Santino Hassell

They stood in silence for a few moments with Ryan watching him carefully. He was fiddling with his t-shirt and scuffing his sneaker against the floor as he appeared to turn something over in his mind. His expression went through a variety of metamorphoses before he finally sighed and shook his head.
"Y'know, I'm not a big expert on this stuff. I've never even been in a real relationship and I'm twenty-five, but like..." He trailed off for a minute, bit his lip and then shrugged before pressing on. "But I saw the way both of you guys were at the start of this whole thing, and if you two could have that kind of intense fire stuff considering the way you both were... I dunno, I wouldn't give up so easy. But then again, maybe I read too much fanfic. — Santino Hassell

And in that fraction of a second before anything actually happened, Santino Corleone knew he was a dead man. — Mario Puzo

I love you, Hsin," he said hoarsely. "I missed you so much."
"I love you, too." Sin's voice was still thick and husky. "I came back for you. Because I wanted to find you, because I wanted to remember you. — Santino Hassell

When someone believes in you, it's miraculous how you
suddenly start to believe in yourself, how you suddenly want to become the person that hey see. (McCall) — Santino Hassell

Considering some of the things I've done, touching another man's dick is not exactly going to send me into a moral meltdown. — Santino Hassell

But regardless of what you think of yourself, when I look at you, I see someone beautiful. Someone who makes me insane, because all I can fucking think about is touching you. Being close to you. Being inside you. And there's a reason for that, baby. — Santino Hassell

He was going to have to figure out how to deal with this on his own eventually. Relying on anyone else too heavily was just going to make it worse. In the end, support was only fleeting. — Santino Hassell

My daddy, or papa as Ilike to call him is always healthy. Sure, he had the herpes but he managed it very well! — Santino Marella

These people are like sheep, if you were to ask them, who would like hepatitis, they are all going to cheer. — Santino Marella

After all, a life without living was simply a death without dying. What more was there to fear or hate but life, endless life, with no respite?
(Sin) — Santino Hassell

My dick twitched, and my hand drew up to the small of his back. I was sure he could feel my heart thump with an erratic rhythm while I wondered how it would feel to push my swelling dick into his ass. I swallowed hard, and David leaned back to give me a funny look. — Santino Hassell

I loved being surrounded by queer people. It was like being in a safe bubble that could only be burst by our own drama and neurosis. Which we all did without any effort. — Santino Hassell

I expected everyone to file out of the room, but the wedding party began to embrace happily. Raymond grabbed me. "God, you're a mess." He wiped the dampness on my cheeks with his index finger. "Such a mush. — Santino Hassell

My compassion was not dissimilar to gliding sandpaper over your ass. — Santino Hassell

He'd never been a kidnapping or hostage victim before, so he was a little fuzzy on the etiquette. — Santino Hassell

I'd put myself into this situation - surrounded by people, looking like hell, and so obviously unhappy that I was practically waving a pity me banner, but still not willing to talk to anyone. — Santino Hassell

Because I'm an asshole, and I'm sorry, and I missed you." Three statements unloaded fast enough to penetrate me before I had time to finish fashioning my bulletproof vest. — Santino Hassell

I glanced down at the floorboards again and was finally able to make out the craved words without Raymond's shadow darkening the floor. In large unsteady slashes, it read: Nunzio & Michael '94. — Santino Hassell

I wish I didn't love your stupid ass so much. — Santino Hassell

...There's not one way to to live or to love, and whoever tries to tell you any different will probably be dead in a decade or two anyway, so screw them! — Santino Hassell

No one should be able to tail me unnoticed, no matter how good they are.I'm supposed to be better. — Santino Hassell

When someone tells you to walk away, walk away. When you don't know what someone's capable of, don't push them. — Santino Hassell

He'd more than achieved his goal; as usual Boyd had the ability to completely blow his mind. If insanity had a temporary cure, its name would be Boyd's Blowjob. He could open his own store full of home remedies; it'd give the term 'Head Shop' a whole new meaning. — Santino Hassell

There was a beat of silence before Sin said blandly, "I have occasional nightmares about us having a threesome with that meat-head. I'm far from being easily shocked."
"What?" Boyd looked completely taken aback, his eyebrows shooting up. "That's the last thing I thought I'd ever hear from you."
"It isn't exactly a voluntary thing. It's quite horrifying. I usually wake up before he can put his dick in me though." Sin made a revolted expression, his lips twisting in a scowl of disgust.
"So I shouldn't expect to be propositioned for this threesome too in the near future?" Boyd asked jokingly.
Sin stared at Boyd and didn't bother to reply. — Santino Hassell

Blahblah new porn series, blahblah hot men, blahblah new hot boytoy from France, blahblah hair products imported from France with the boytoy, blahblah super gay lifestyle. — Santino Hassell

We'll find him." Carhart said firmly.
"How do you know? How can you be so sure?"
"Because you and he are like my wayward fucking children and I refuse to lose one now that I finally got the other back — Santino Hassell

Santino, come here. What's the matter with you? I think your brain is going soft with all that comedy you are playing with that young girl. Never tell anyone outside the Family what you're thinking again. Go on. — Mario Puzo

A new tracker?" Boyd asked, blinking.
"An anklet," Carhart replied. "It will be more discreet."
Boyd stared at him. "More discreet? On a man?"
"Are you planning to wear a dress and high heels?" Carhart replied with an arched eyebrow. — Santino Hassell

Never fuck someone you work with. — Santino Hassell

Why do I let you do this to me?" Adam panted against his face, damp and warm, and heartbeat racing in his chest. "How do you ruin me like this? — Santino Hassell

Haha, you lose! I got your delicious Subway sandwich Jerry 'stupid' Lawler! — Santino Marella

I'm just doing what I have to do. I don't have a choice."
"Yeah, good luck going to bed with a guilt-free conscience with that sorry-ass excuse."
The sour expression evaporated from Mr. Greek's face. His gaze switched back to the computer. "Keep talking and I'll gag you."
"Blow me. — Santino Hassell

Don't you have anything better to fucking do other than babysit and eventually get killed by some psycho?"
"No." Boyd said without hesitation. "I don't. — Santino Hassell

Don't make him anger please. I don't like it when he's anger. — Santino Marella

There is no fine print in Thou shall not kill" Lysander to Santino — Katie Salidas

Carhart didn't see how running a massive smuggling organization could be boring but then again he wasn't a sociopathic action junkie who didn't plan farther than the next few days. — Santino Hassell

At this point, I was afraid to find out the answers to those questions, but that wouldn't stop me from trying. Masochism was legit. — Santino Hassell

Adam: "Perhaps you should get a real job and become a useful member of society."
Gordon: "Perhaps you should shove a pipe up your ass and die of lead poisoning. — Santino Hassell

I don't belong anywhere. No matter where I am, people make sure I'm aware of that. — Santino Hassell

Americans are interesting creatures. They criticize those who speak their language with a slight accent but have no issues with butchering most other languages, my name included. — Santino Hassell

And I was just ecstatic about having contributed to him potentially hooking up with other men. Not. — Santino Hassell

Sin: I've survived a winter in Siberia when I was ten.
Boyd: what were you doing there at ten years old?
Sin: searching for Santa Claus. — Santino Hassell

Sin stared at him as he chewed, cream smeared across his mouth and smudged on the other side of it. It shouldn't have been possible to glare and eat like a child at the same time, but somehow Sin pulled it off. — Santino Hassell

Carlito likes to swap spit with men who don't want to be cool. — Santino Marella

There was a rustling sound and two thumps that sounded suspiciously like shoes hitting the floor. Then David wriggled under the sheet to cuddle up to me. I tensed. David plastering his body all over mine wasn't new - the guy was like a heat-seeking missile and seemed to constantly crave physical contact - but I was normally fully clothed for our impromptu cuddle sessions. Now, I had on nothing more than a pair of briefs. Not that he cared. He rubbed his face against my shoulder like a cat. — Santino Hassell

The last time I saw that crooked stupid smile on your face, I got-a-so mad, but then I realized ... that crooked stupid smile is there all the time. — Santino Marella

Acting is my first focus, but at the core, I'm a storyteller, and however that comes out is fine with me. — Santino Fontana

I've survived a winter in Siberia when I was ten."
"What were you doing in a Siberia at ten years old?" Boyd asked dubiously.
"Searching for Santa Claus" (Sin) — Santino Hassell

So just let me love you and stop being a punk about it. — Santino Hassell

I'm giving you what you want." "You have no idea what I want." Oli grasped my jaw and forced me to meet that burning gaze. "I want you. I love you. I don't need anybody else, and I don't fucking want anyone else. — Santino Hassell

All that mattered was that Boyd was there. He was there for Sin, and when Sin opened his eyes to look at Boyd once more, Sin ignored all the self-doubt and paranoia. Because at that moment he somehow knew that Boyd always would be. — Santino Hassell

If clothes look like a couch or an ottoman or a love seat, you just wanna stay away from it. — Santino Rice

Go to hell. I'm not playing this game with you."
"Who's playing? I'm just giving you what you want even if you won't say it. That's why you like me, right?" He ground harder. "'Cause I'll touch you when I want, without asking, and I'll do it right. But he treats you like you'll break. Doesn't like to get messy."
I flinched. "Don't use things I told you against me."
"So admit it," Raymond said, pushing my pants down. "You like me because I'm not scared to get nasty. — Santino Hassell

He thought about the future. He thought about where he was now and where he would have to be tomorrow, and the day after, and the day after that. He thought about coping and moving on — Santino Hassell

You can tell him we're not going to harm him, you know. It's not like he's some high risk captive."
"Tell him yourself."
"I don't speak Spanish," she complained.
"Well, he can just wait in suspense. — Santino Hassell

What am I, your wife?' Boyd asked him, highly amused.
Sin seemed to consider that for a moment. 'You would need to exchange bodies with my new boss for that. You can be my slave instead.'
Boyd could not help a startled laugh at that. 'I don't know if I like the idea of being your slave,' he informed him with one eyebrow arched in challenge. 'The very nature of that relationship would imply I get no compensation and I just can't agree to that.'
'You get to be in my presence. That should be sufficient compensation. — Santino Hassell

Sin looked over at Boyd through sleepy looking, heavy lidded eyes. "Callate la boca, blanquito."
Hearing Sin speak Spanish didn't help any; he sounded especially sexy when he was drawling those words fluidly in his low, velvety voice. "What does that mean?" he asked, half with an edge and half just curious.
Full lips turned up into a small smirk and Sin raised an eyebrow at him before turning back to the window. "It's a secret."
"Putain de beau gosse," Boyd muttered under his breath in mild annoyance, flipping forward several pages. — Santino Hassell

Do you know what I believe in, Angelo? I believe in my family. I believe in my father. I believe in Santino and Fabia. And I believe in you. The people I love most in the world. Love is the only thing I believe in. — Amy Harmon

Those are real bottomlines, because Santino Marella say it be so! — Santino Marella

You're taking my position as lame hermit in this relationship. — Santino Hassell

Kind of what? Gordon challenged, cutting his eyes to Kevin even as a mental image of himself in the back of Aiden's truck popped into his mind. Shredded jeans in a ball on the floorboard and riding the Outlaw with the athleticism of an Olympic gold medalist in ass fucking. — Santino Hassell

What's a book boyfriend and how do I find them so I can kick their asses? — M.D. Saperstein

She must have a golden pussy, Santino interjects. His face twists in shock, like he can't believe he actually said that out loud. Bryson glares at him. If she does, it's a wide, golden, disease-infected pussy, I'm sure of it. I wouldn't touch her even if someone threatened to torch my dick until it incinerated and there were nothing left of it but ashes. I know it'd hurt like fucking hell, but I'd sacrifice my precious dick so it would never be near her. — E.L. Montes

Freedom is not worth it without him. — Santino Hassell

Sometimes the love of a friend is the purest kind. Unless you're rich and very generous, the love of a friend is usually unconditional and more genuine than anything else in the world. — Santino Hassell

Okay, dumbass. Perspective time," Gordon muttered as he ripped the greasy bag open. He would force himself to eat. He was not going to become an obsessed basketcase. He wasn't.

"First of all," he said, yanking the utensil drawer open." He is capable of murdering a huge juicer in the middle of the street and then disappearing with the body within seconds."

He removed one of the cartons and shoved his fork into the mound of noodles. "Two, he is probably a sociopath. Three, he thinks I'm a complete ballsack of a moron. — Santino Hassell

They were best friends and partners who'd finally gotten over all the bullshit and had come to terms with the mutual attraction, deciding that fucking was better than always being so tense about it. That was the end of the story. — Santino Hassell

What freaking year were you born in? You can't be much younger than me. They had all of those shows about Amazon chicks and Greek gods, gladiators ... "
"You watched shows about Amazons and Greek gods." It was more of a flat statement than a question.
"Screw you. Them bitches were fierce."
"You're a bizarre person."
"Says the guy in the bodysuit."
Mr. Greek's mouth sunk at the sides. "It's protective armor."
"Like I fucking said. — Santino Hassell

...Are you always this charming after a morning blowjob or am I just lucky?" (Boyd) — Santino Hassell

Santino nodded. Sometimes owls happened. — K.B. Spangler

Last night I did things my mother told me not to with the people I shouldn't see in the places that I should not go.. — Nick Santino

Since we ate taking orders, get me some sunchips! — Santino Marella

How drunk do you need to be right now?"
"What do you mean?"
"It means whatever you want it to mean, Mikey." Nunzio dropped onto the couch, extending his legs in front of him and folding his arms behind his head. "How drunk do you need to be for your best friend to rail you?" ~ Nunzio

Excerpt From: Hassell, Santino. "Sutphin Boulevard — Santino Hassell

Well the truth is, Santino didn't beat me, because I beat myself. — Sheamus

It could be the full moon closest to the autumnal equinox, and I still wouldn't be able to harvest the fucks to give. — Santino Hassell

The real Ashton - the quirky bastard with the smart-ass smile and thrift-store style - could get me to do anything. — Santino Hassell

Do you want to fuck off, or do you need a written invitation? — Santino Hassell

- If it helps, I used to have a hard time knowing what to do around other people so I watched them and learned to mimic them. If you don't have to be on point, I would interact the minimal amount. If you don't interact at all, people notice and you stand out, and if you're socially awkward and interact too much, people notice too much, people notice that too. But if you speak up now and then in a conversation, of infrequently agree to hang out, poeple will lose interest. It might be harder for you, but that's one thing that works for me."
"- Lfe was easier when I was just expected to shoot people. — Santino Hassell

You're not even in a restaurant, but ... you got served! — Santino Marella

What's the haps, Alli? Writing your memoirs?"
"People who write memoirs should die. — Santino Hassell

Fuck you," he ground out.
"No thanks, sweetheart. That brief moment of insanity has passed." (Sin) — Santino Hassell

How would you like to be in the middle of a Vega sandwich? — Santino Hassell

He was making it obvious that something was wrong - that Adam's presence was throwing him off.
"Uh, Marquis. We were going to food." Because that was a verb. "I mean, get food."
"He's gone."
"Yes."
Monosyllables. Monosyllables were good. — Santino Hassell

How drunk do you need to be for your best friend to rail you? — Santino Hassell

At that moment Sonny noticed that the other car had not kept going but had parked a few feet ahead, still blocking his way. At that same moment his lateral vision caught sight of another man in the darkened tollbooth to his right. But he did not have time to think about that because two men came out of the car parked in front and walked toward him. The toll collector still had not appeared. And then in the fraction of a second before anything actually happened, Santino Corleone he knew he was a dead man. And in that moment his mind was lucid, drained of all violence, as if the hidden fear finally real and present had purified him. — Mario Puzo

Are you sure you aren't a porn star?"
Emilio licked his lips and reached up to wipe a damp spot from his cheek.
"Nah. Just a slut. — Santino Hassell

I want to continually play characters that speak to me, but also are different than what I've just done. — Santino Fontana

I wasn't afraid of you!' Ryan protested. 'I was half intimidated, half infatuated, and I didn't know how to act because of it.'
Sin made a face at Ryan and picked up his chips again. 'How could you be infatuated with me when you didn't even know me?'
Ryan scoffed and pointed his cheese-covered fork at Sin. 'You're gorgeous and tragic - gay boys like that kind of thing. — Santino Hassell

Wow. I'm impressed. Seriously." Ryan stared at him in amazement. "Wow." A brief moment passed and he shook his head slowly. "Some day I'll be able to think of something more clever than that to say, but at the moment I'm freakin' floored. — Santino Hassell

I wanted to taste him without thinking, feel him without seeing, and enjoy the sensation of my body turning inside out with a fierce desire to never let this end. — Santino Hassell