“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.”

“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.”

“This isn’t really death,’ Tyler says. ‘We’ll be legend. We won’t grow old.’ I tongue the barrel into my cheek and say, Tyler, you’re thinking of vampires.”

“As if any one of those peo­ple isn’t al­ready look­ing around for a new gu­ru to make sense out of their risk-​free bore­dom of a lifestyle while they watch the news on tele­vi­sion and pass judg­ment on me.”

“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.”

“You are not your job, you're not how much money you have in the bank. You are not the car you drive. You're not the contents of your wallet. You are not your fucking khakis. You are all singing, all dancing crap of the world.”

“He was assaulting the world by assaulting himself.”