Girls flirt with the dangerous guy, Logan. They don't take him home. They marry the good guy.

Mr. Laurio, never trust a beautiful woman... especially one who's interested in you.

— Sometimes anger can help you survive.
— So can faith.

— My tolerance for your smoking in the mansion notwithstanding, smoke that in here and you'll spend the rest of your days under the belief you are a six-year-old girl.
— Can you do that?
— I'd have Jean braid your hair. Welcome back.

Either way, it is an historical fact sharing the world has never been humanity's defining attribute.

But I didn't hate them. I pitied them. Do you know why? Most people will never know anything beyond what they see with their own eyes.

— Got any beer?
— This is a school.
— So that's a no?
— Yeah, that's a no.

— What exactly are you a professor of?
— Art.

— Logan, come on. Let's go.
— Go. I'll be fine.
— But we won't.