“...and the Universe, ... will explode later for your pleasure.”

“...this furtive childhood, this concealed degradation is ready to explode your systems sooner or later.”

“The universe explodes, hell freezes, and Shane does something resonable.”

“Pleasure is found first in anticipation, later in memory.”

“Because if the whole universe could just explode out of Nothing and then just Be, don't you see that the opposite could also be true? That it is possible to implode and Un-Be as well as to explode and Be? That it's possible to implode and Un-Be as well as to explode and Be? That all human beings, Napoleon Bonaparte, for example, or the emperor Akbar, or Angelina Jolie or your father, could simply return to Nothing once they're...done? In a sort of Little, by which I mean personal, Un-Bang?”

“She was so going to get it later. "Macy, queen of my universe, I beseechingly request you place your sweetest lips upon my manhood and make it your lollipop.”