“I hate to say it, but shit really does happen. You just have to get over it. Beat the hell out of it by doing things that make you happy.”

“What happened to you? Did you finally annoy someone enough to have them beat the shit out of you?”

“Some of the things that beat the shit out of you . . . can beat the bullshit out of you too.”

“If that kid turned out to be a loser, it’s his own fault. We all make choices. When you grew up, you made the choice to drink. Five years ago, you made the choice to stop! You know how they say that ‘shit happens?’ That’s bullshit! Miracles happen - shit just gets in the way!”

“But how? How can you just get over these things, darling?...You've had so much strife but you're always happy. How do you do it?''I choose to...I can leave myself to rot in the past, spend my time hating people for what happened, like my father did, or I can forgive and forget.''But it's not that easy.'He smiled that Frank smile. 'Oh, but my treasure, it is so much less exhausting. You only have to forgive once. To resent, you have to do it all day, every day. You have to keep remembering all the bad things...I would have to make a list, a very, very long list and make sure I hated the people on it the right amount. That I did a proper job of hating, too: very Teutonic! No' - his voice became sober- 'we always have a choice. All of us.”

“Correct me if I'm wrong here, but didn't we just get beat up for not being fags?""Sorry, you just don't scream hetero he-man, dude. I wouldn't call you flaming or anything, but let's just say your toes are singed. Hell, I read straighter than you do.""I hate to break it to you, but I'm probably too drunk to fuck.”