“your swoonin' needs work." his accent was back. "so does your alias," I snapped. "Dr.Smith? Seriously? Why not John Doe? And how is it that everybody around here seems to buy you're a doctor? you don't look enough to drink, let alone practice medicine”

“I think I need a drink.''Almost everybody does only they don't know it.”

“Your ideas suck""So does my mouth. Why don't you get your dick over here and I'll demonstrate.”

“Naughty John, Naughty John, does his work with his apron on. Cuts your throat and takes your bones, sells 'em off for a coupla stones.”

“The culture we have does not make people feel good about themselves. And you have to be strong enough to say if the culture doesn't work, don't buy it. Create your own.”

“Everybody Hurts When the day is long and the night, the night is yours alone,When you're sure you've had enough of this life, well hang onDon't let yourself go, 'cause everybody cries and everybody hurts sometimesSometimes everything is wrong. Now it's time to sing alongWhen your day is night alone, (hold on, hold on)If you feel like letting go, (hold on)When you think you've had too much of this life, well hang on'Cause everybody hurts. Take comfort in your friendsEverybody hurts. Don't throw your hand. Oh, no. Don't throw your handIf you feel like you're alone, no, no, no, you are not aloneIf you're on your own in this life, the days and nights are long,When you think you've had too much of this life to hang onWell, everybody hurts sometimes,Everybody cries. And everybody hurts sometimesAnd everybody hurts sometimes. So, hold on, hold onHold on, hold on, hold on, hold on, hold on, hold onEverybody hurts. You are not alone”