“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.”

“You think maybe if you just work harder and faster, you can hold off the chaos, but then one day you’re changing a patio light bulb with a five-year life span and you realize how you’ll only be changing this light maybe ten more times before you’ll be dead.”

“The fish is some­thing to make me set­tle in one place. Ac­cord­ing to church colony doc­trine, it’s why men mar­ry wom­en and why wom­en have chil­dren. It’s some­thing to live your life around.”

“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.”

“Just some­thing to need you home at night. Some­thing to keep you from liv­ing alone.”

“This isn’t such a beau­ti­ful world that he has to stay in it and suf­fer. This isn’t much of a world at all.”

“This is some­thing I’ll go to Hell for.”