“His saliva tasted like the wet dicks of ten thousand lonely truck drivers.”

“I'm the dick that killed Cassie Lynn Wright.”

“I stepped into the back of a cab and simply told the driver, "Follow the blue Christmas tree...”

“So you're the winner of this game show," Seth says, "and you get a choice between a five-piece living room set from Broyhill, suggested retail price three thousand dollars— or—a ten-day trip to the old world charm of Europe." Most people, Seth says, would take the living room set. "It's just that people want something to show for their effort," Seth says. "Like the pharaohs and their pyramids.”

“Ten years ago, he was the hard­work­ing salt of the earth. All he want­ed was to go to Heav­en. Sit­ting here to­day, ev­ery­thing that he worked for in the world is lost. All his ex­ter­nal rules and con­trols are gone.”

“Jump ahead ten years, and not much has changed. Ten years of ther­apy, and I’m still in about the same place. This prob­ably isn’t some­thing we should cel­ebrate.”

“Here are the shadows left behind by a thousand moments, a thousand moods, of needs traced here on the wall by men who are gone. Here is the record of their being here.”