“With six pieces of wood, I’m building a life, and my coffin.”
“My love has six sides, but it’s not a coffin. That’s just an optical illusion. Still, one day my love for you will be the death of me.”
“No pasta. I’m serious. I will climb out of my coffin if anyone brings a baked ziti.”
“I feel like I’m finally whole. I’m five thousand years old,” he rasped. “But the day you found me in the woods, that’s when my life started.”
“I'm not likely to forget someone slapping my butt with a big piece of wood.”
“I like that girl more than I can remember likin’ anything in my life. I’m not about to give her up. I’ll start carin’ about what other people think when I’m six feet under.”