“Your half-caf, double vanilla latte is getting cold over here, Francis.”

“Why was it that suicide kept rising up in Francis' mind? Wake up in the weeds outside Pittsburgh, half frozen over, too cold to move, flaked out 'n' stiffer than a chunk of old iron, and you say to yourself: Francis, you don't ever want to put in another night, another mornin', like this one was. Time to go take a header off the bridge. But after a while you stand up, wipe the frost out of your ear, go someplace to get warm, bum a nickel for coffee, and then start walkin' toward somewheres else that ain't near no bridge. ”

“{Iola Speaking} "The only time I seem to get you to actually say something is over coffee, so let’s latte.”

“The quickest way to double your money is to fold it in half and put it in your back pocket.”

“Let your light shine, likeLet your light shine,I've got a bad case of turning it upIt's getting cold in here so fire it upI've got a bad case of turning it upIt's getting cold in here so somebody fire it upCome on and fire it”

“Inutile piangere sul latte versato. (No use crying over spilled milk.)”