“We hole up in my room with Chinese food (crab Rangoon, kung pao chicken, wonton soup).”

“It's like you dug a hole and threw me into it with you, and this is the only way I can get out of it!”

“And Cliff goes, "It just makes you wonder."About what?"About what we could get away with if we wanted to."My throat tightens. Cliff says, "Probably all kinds of stuff."I feel nauseous. Smiling, Cliff says, "Probably anything.”

“Everything I tried to put back together. Everything I tried to build back up. All of it begins to break apart. Just like that.It cracks and it falls and it shreds into a million fucking pieces and when I open my eyes, it's just me and it's just Chris.”

“But the thing is, my slate will never be swiped clean--this will never fade into the background and become some sort of learning experience or bump in the road. The shit that happened in my life and this book is real. And because I finally woke up to that whole realization much too late--the realization that life really happens and there is always a consequence for your actions--I lost everything in some sense, but in a weird kind of great way, if you flip it all around, I may have gained the most important thing of all: the truth. I can live with that.”

“It was so surreal. We're on the road and a split second-BAM-we jump a median-BAM-we jump a curb.And then there was this house.And these sounds.Splintered glass.Broken bones.Severed veins.And that's all I know.The decisions that we make.”

“If you’re such a shallow person that a goddamn bumper sticker can sum up your beliefs, then Jesus Christ, are you even worth fighting for in the end?”