“Do I look human enough to pass in the day?""Yes, Suze. You do if you're looking to be a bouncer at a strip car for Trannies.""Boomshackalacka!”

“I might be smarter than I look, and I might even know more than you.”

“I will be your extrapolator of extrapolated extrapolates.”

“This is myself, baby. All of my selves. I own each and every one of them. I know who I'm pretending to be and who I am." The look he gives me is withering. "Do you?”

“First of all, you're dead. Secondly, I cut off your head. Thirdly... yes, I know that rhymed, you really don't have to tell me.”

“Ever hear the one about that dog that spent its life chasing cars and finally caught one—and had noidea what to do with it?I’m that dog.”

“Travelling's not something you're good at. It's something you do. Like breathing. You can't work too much at it, or it feels like work. You have to surrender yourself to the chaos. To the accidents.”