“If we cannot be contented with our current lives and possessions, then we are feeding an appetite that no amount of money will ever satiate.”

“You have to live life like it's all you have left. Do something to get yourself out there, find something to make you known. Nobody is nothing, we all have a part to act, and the show can't go on without you.”

“Where's my life gone? Where's it going? Looking across the grassy marshland to Flint and up the coast to Point Of Air, I start to wonder what all those poor fuckers in Wales are doing with their lives. Screwing? Sleeping in? Debating whether to take breakfast in bed to their broken fathers? Unlikely. They're probably doing what the gilded folk of Hollywood are doing, or Kowloon or Port Elizabeth. Worrying. Worrying about getting old, or about work, or about money, or about their boyfriend, mistress, lover, house, health, future. Life is shit. There is no fucking point to any of it. Not now that we've evolved past the survival stage. Maybe we used to live to hunt to kill to eat to live another day. Now we just kill time in as many sophisticated ways as possible. Pointless jobs. Pointless lives. Work. Television. Football.”

“If god meant for people to talk into cellphones, he would've put our mouths on the side of our heads.”

“Things were good. He had things to look forward to. That, for now, was to be his definition of living - to always have a thing to look forward to.”

“I knew instantly that I wanted that type of love in my life. To have someone I could take care of in every sense and who would trust me to do so. No matter what I asked of them.”

“You so need a Daddy, little girl.”