“I feel like any second you're going to figure out what a piece of shit I am and leave me.”

“Luce," Jude said, stopping me, "I get what a piece of shit I am, and it's not awful or unfair or incorrect for people to call me out on what I am. But I'd like to think a person can change, and I swear to you I'm going to try to leave me piece of shitedness behind.”

“If you're not happy, just leave. Don't cheat. Doesn't take a genius to figure that shit out. - Kenji”

“So, tomorrow, I’m leaving. And I’m not going to let that happen again with anyone else. I’m going to do what I want to do. I’m going to be who I really am. And I’m going to figure out what that is.”

“Running a close second [as a writing lesson] was the realization that stopping a piece of work just because it's hard, either emotionally or imaginatively, is a bad idea. Sometimes you have to go on when you don't feel like it, and sometimes you're doing good work when it feels like all you're managing is to shovel shit from a sitting position.”

“Shooter: You're in big trouble pal, I eat pieces of shit like you for breakfast!Gilmore: You eat pieces of shit for breakfast?Shooter: ... No!”