“What the fuck does he think he's doing anyway? And when has running around in a figure eight ever helped anyone?”

“When you first heard him talking about it, you'd figure he was batshit crazy, but really, he was just trying to fill up his days so he didn't have to think about what a fucking mess he had made of everything. It's the same for most of us; forgetting our lives might be the best we'll ever do.”

“They never say to you, 'What does his voice sound like? What games does he love best? Does he collect butterflies?' Instead, they demand 'How old is he? How many brothers has he? How much money does his father make?' Only from these figures do they think they have learned anything about him.”

“Julianne, your beautiful face is only outmatched by what's inside you."What the fuck? No one, no man anyway, has ever said anything about what's inside me. Unless he was referring to his dick.”

“And think what worrying does: has anyone ever added a single hour to the length of his life by worrying about it?”

“...a tourist can't help but have a distorted opinion of a place: he meets unrepresentative people, has unrepresentative experiences, and runs around imposing upon the place the fantastic mental pictures he had in his head when he got there.”