“This isn't a script," Julian says. "It's not going to add up. Not everything's going to come together in the third act.”

“Anyway, all I'm saying is that there was this time--maybe it was a day, maybe a few days, I can't remember now--when everything seemed to have come together. And so obviously it was time to go and screw it all up.”

“...even when your mind wanders, it's going someplace, and all that travelling adds up...”

“This life is what you make it. Not matter what, you're going to mess up sometimes, it's a universal truth. But the good part is you get to decide how you're going to mess it up. Girls will be your friends - they'll act like it anyway. But just remember, some come, somg go. The ones that stay with you through everything - they're your true best friends. Don't let go of them.”

“It isn't. The greater the love, the greater the tragedy when it's over. These two elements always go together.”

“How come when you mix water and flour together you get glue...and then you add eggs and sugar and you get cake? Where does the glue go?”