“Mom's already dead!" I yelled at him. "Who the hell do you think you're saving?" And he just gave me his Sad, Tired look. It's one of the three he's got, the other two being Pissed Off and Blised Out on ESPN.”

“What happened to him? (Lioness)He pissed me off. (Savitar)Why hasn’t one of the other jaguars taken his place? (Lioness) He pissed me off...big time. (Savitar)”

“He looks at me incredulously. "I think you're amazing..." Why would he think this? Bailey is amazing and Gram and Big, and of course Mom, but not me. I am the two-dimensional one in a 3-D Family”

“A ship doesn't look quite the same from inside, does it? A wise sailor,' Robert said, fanning his arms, 'will one time stand upon the shore and watch his ship sail by, that he shall from then on appreciate not being left behind.' He grinned and added, 'Eh?'George gave him a little grimace. 'Who's that? Melville? Or C.S. Forrester?'It's me!' Robert complained. "Can't I be profound now and again?'Hell, no.'Why not?'Because you're still alive. Gotta be dead to be profound.'You're unchivalrous, George.”

“That's another thing that pisses me off about that Michelangelo statue of me in Florence. He's got me standing there uncircumcised! Who the fuck did he think I was?”

“When do these three days expire?""That's what pisses me off. I don't know. He was annoyingly vague.""The nerve. Threatening you and not being precise about it.”