“I don’t punch walls, because walls don’t punch back. I also don’t punch things that can and do punch back. ”
“I might try that one thing, you know, that thing people do when their eyes get all wet and stupid—what’s it called? Crying?Or NOT. I might PUNCH you instead and trust that you won’t punch me back because of my endearing smallness. It would be like punching a child.”
“...the words I can't say are the holes I punch in the walls of my psyche...”
“Because she’s my mother, he’s the finest man I know and I want them both to be happy but I still don’t know whether to slap him on the back, threaten him, punch him or vomit on his shoes.”
“Punch me.""Don't be absurd.""Come on, punch me, Barrons.""I'm not punching you.""I said, punch--OW!" He decked me.”
“If it were me, I’d have punched her right in the face, I don’t care how good her bloody biscuits are.”