“Pain comes at me and I take it, chew it for a few minutes, and spit it back out. It's just not my thing anymore.”
“Progress is something with no pity, and no purpose. It just happens. It chews up all you ever knew, and spits out things you can't understand, and the only value it seems to have is to make a few people a lot of money.”
“Don't bite off more than you can chew because nobody looks attractive spitting it back out.”
“Sometimes it's necessary to leave the room. Come back a few minutes later with a handkerchief and a runny nose. He didn't notice that kind of thing.”
“At the moment I was mad enough to chew up nails and spit out paper clips.”
“After a few minutes, it was time for me to leave. I don't know who decides these things. It just happens.”