Sam Shepard

“There's gonna be a general lack of toast in the neighborhood this morning.”

“Austin: "Well it is like salvation sort of. I mean the smell. I love the smell of toast. And the sun's coming up. It makes me feel like anything's possible. Y'know?”

“You can’t keep messing me around like this. It’s been going on too long. I can’t take it anymore. I get sick every time you come around. Then I get sick when you leave. You’re like a disease to me.”

“I don't understand my feelings. I really don't. I don't understand how I could hate you so much after so much time. How, no matter how much I'd like to not hate you, I hate you even more. It grows.”

“I hate endings. Just detest them. Beginnings are definitely the most exciting, middles are perplexing and endings are a disaster. … The temptation towards resolution, towards wrapping up the package, seems to me a terrible trap. Why not be more honest with the moment? The most authentic endings are the ones which are already revolving towards another beginning. That’s genius.”

“When you hit a wall – of your own imagined limitations – just kick it in.”

“This isn't champagne anymore. We went through the champagne a long time ago. This is serious stuff. The days of champagne are long gone.”

“Those are the most monotonous fuckin' crickets I ever heard in my life.”

“Give me the keys.”

“Mi papá vive solo en el desierto. Dice que no se lleva bien con la gente.”

“Rondó por la piscinaDel Holiday InnY de golpe se sintió completamente inútilLa imagen de una piscinaA medianocheEn TexasPobre TexasExcavadaComo todas las demás3/79San Marcos, Texas”

“I believe in my mask-- The man I made up is meI believe in my dance-- And my destiny”

“I had a definite sense of somehow being a passenger in an evil vehicle crusing through Paradise.”

“Weston: Look at my outlook. You don't envy it, right?Wesley: No.Weston: That's because it's full of poison. Infected. And you recognize poison, right? You recognize it when you see it?Wesley: Yes.Weston: Yes, you do. I can see that you do. My poison scares you.Wesley: Doesn't scare me.Weston: No?Wesley: No.Weston: Good. You're growing up. I never saw my old man's poison until I was much older than you. Much older. And then you know how I recognized it?Wesley: How?Weston: Because I saw myself infected with it. That's how. I saw me carrying it around. His poison in my body.”

“She refers to her past as the time before she was "blown away.”