“To tell you the truth, sleepless nights are as unusual for me as sumo wrestlers who look good in berets.”

“Flushed with the explosive shit of a sumo wrestler who ate Mexican food.”

“In this sleepless night, as the darkness advances, look up at the sky and somehow remember that somewhere in this wide world, there are always people who love you, and people who need you. Because every person can't go on living alone.”

“Though the kitchen's decor stinks, the smell of something wonderful pulls me away from Charlie's chattering. Bacon. Right there cooking on the stove. Yeah, I know. I'm dead. But I can still eat like a sumo wrestler. And if that deliciousness isn't on a plate in front of me within two minutes, I'm eating it straight from the pan.”

“Don't. Tell me when, then. And before you say never, take a good look at me and tell me if you see a man who's easily deterred.”

“Trust = telling someone about the things that make you sleepless.”