“Pink champagne... yeah, uh, that's too nelly, even for me.”

“Did I never tell you Sassicaia makes me horny?”

“From his vantage point on the window sill, The Dude cocked a rear leg back over his head and proceeded to lick at his private parts with a thoroughness that would make a lesser man blush. I shook my head at the sight and mumbled, “Show off,” in the animal’s general direction. For a moment the tiny kitten hesitated, leg still extended behind its head, face still over its crotch. It narrowed its eyes at me, let out a displeased sound, then promptly got back to work.I suppose there are worse things than being a cat.”

“I mean, electric shock? Isn’t that a bit... electric shock-y?”

“I looked like a corpse, and not a particularly fresh corpse at that.”

“A word of advice, my sweet Emmett - mourn the losses because they are many. But celebrate the victories because they are few.”

“The world is full of complainers. But the fact is, nothing comes with a guarantee. I don't care if you're the Pope of Rome, President of the United States, or Man of the Year--something can always go wrong. You go ahead, complain, tell your problems to your neighbor, ask for help-- and watch him fly. Now in Russia, they got it mapped out so that everyone pulls for everyone else--that's the theory, anyway. But what I know about is Texas, and down here... you're on your own.”