“Man will never understand woman and vice versa. We are oil and water. An equal level can never be maintained, as one will always excel where the other doesn't, and that breeds resentment.”
“So, what if everything in life is an illusion? Well, choose your illusion; Don't let it choose you.”
“I want to play you…” He pressed his forehead to mine, closing his eyes. “I want to play your body like an instrument.”
“If my hair was on fire and llamas came to put it out, he'd tell me the shot was great.”
“They were born in the city from people born elsewhere.”
“And on the sidewalks, after they've emerged from the stations, after being sandpapered by the jostling and scraping that a city like this does, all the lives they've hoarded, all the ghosts they've carried, all the inversions they've made for protection, all the scars and marks and records for recognition - the whole heterogeneous baggage falls out with each step on the pavement. There's so much spillage.”