“There's a fine line between forgiveness and denial.”

“I’m a survivor. And like the moon, I have a feeling it would take a truly spectacular event to keep me from taking my place in the scheme of things, waxing, waning, and eclipsing notwithstanding.”

“Wasn't that the way it always was? You didn't know, you couldn't tell, you just let it happen... Perhaps they didn't know themselves. Sometimes the line was very fine.”

“He hated crowds, never liked punk. He couldn't handle the nakedness of the rage -his own so sophisticated and finely tuned. He could never see the similarity between himself and Donnie Draino screaming into a mic.”

“There's a fine line between audacity and idiocy.”

“there's a fine line between love and hate”

“she was such a bad actress. she never said her lines rite, it was something perverse in her nature. and wat was her line anyway?”