“In moments of crisis, all you gotta do is review your multiplication tables, and it’ll all blow over!”

“...why do we make it all seem like a crisis, over and over again? Why do we worry it all to death, like dogs with socks or chew-toys? 'Look at it this way...In a hundred years? - All new people.”

“You're under arrest for multiple counts of murder. You have the right to not much at all, really. Do you have anything to say in your defense?”

“Listen to the beat.Play the sound of his voice over and over again in your mind.You try to turn down the volume but baby this speaker has no controls.Just close your eyes.Listen to the last notes of this solemn memory. Live honey, can't forget, but you gotta live cause you gotta prove them all wrong about you, gotta show'um you won't be the one to slip between the earthquake lines forming in this dry dirt...”

“The only thing you can be sure of in this world is the multiplication table.”

“What’s the point of keeping all your love inside. It’ll get stale if you don’t use it.”