“What do you think of Chicago?Well, the telephone operator woke me up today and said, 'Good morning, Miss Lee. It's eight o'clock, and three below zero.”

“What are you, tap dancing up there? You want a put on a show, do you? Well, the theater's closed for the night. Take your act on the road; it's four o'clock in the morning,goddamnit.”

“No," mom says, looking at me in the eyes. "What's a triumph is that you woke up this morning and decided to LIVE. THAT'S a triumph. that's what you did today.”

“T.C.: Um, actually you just said "I live in a parking lot." You didn't mean to do that.Lori: You've never seen traffic on Concord Street at eight o'clock in the morning.”

“I'm thinking about three things this morning. The obstacle is the path. Today is a good day. And what comes is a gift.”

“What do you mean?" he said. "Do you wish me a good morning, or mean that it is a good morning whether I want it or not; or that you feel good this morning; or that it is a morning to be good on?”