“My feet hurt, my back hurt, and I really needed to pee. Yeah, I was feeling really powerful.”

“Ouch, my butthole hurts, but I really need to have a look at that firestation.”

“Yeah, he'd said, maybe it's just my idea, but really it always hurts, the times it don't hurt is when we just forget, we just forget it hurts, you know, it's not just because my belly's all rotten, everybody always hurts. So when it really starts stabbing me, somehow I feel sort of peaceful, like I'm myself again.”

“Was I really afraid of hurting her feelings? Or was I afraid of her?”

“I need you to do something. It's dangerous.""Yeah, because I am feeling really safe behind my tiny tree.”

“As Tristan helped me to my feet, I could see that he was smiling. He said slowly, "That was really..." He pushed his sunglasses back on. "Yeah.""It was 'Yeah'?" I laughed and bumped playfully into his side. "Yeah, for me too.”