“I did know once, only I've sort of forgotten.”

“I've forgotten the words with which to tell you. I knew them once, but I've forgotten them, and now I'm talking to you without them.”

“Yes, because when I've forgotten everything else, I'll feel that ache... that tightness in my throat... that heaviness in my chest... and know that I loved a woman once and she loved me back. It's proof that I existed and so did she.”

“All that I've learned, I've forgotten. The little that I still know, I've guessed.”

“Fried twinkies? Paris nodded. Only once, I've never forgotten the experience. It's like heaven in your mouth, man.”

“... I'll always have something that not even time can take away. Pain. ...because when I've forgotten everything else, I'll feel that ache... that tightness in my throat... that heaviness in my chest... and know that I loved a woman once and she loved me back. It's proof that I existed and so did she.”