“We all know what to do, but we don’t know how to get re-elected once we have done it.”

“Curious creatures we mortals are-how we do not know what we want, or how to get it if we do.”

“We have been sitting here all night bullshitting and we still don’t know what to do.”

“Sometimes we know who we want to be and what we want to do long... long before we know how to get there.”

“Well we are nothing if not re-inventive. With every life experience we learn what to not do ever again and how to adapt to our current situations. We are always learning about ourselves and changing. I seriously don’t know anyone that has it all figured out, and if there is I want to punch them in the face.”

“How do we know we're not people in a movie?' she asked.I looked at her not knowing how to reply.Mama, [...] how do we know that things are real?'Great. Now we have a junior existentialist in the house.Well, we don't know. We just have to hope that what we think is real is real.'But how do we know?' she asked, insistently.Ah, a scientist, who wants empirical evidence.We don't know. We just have to hope.'Mama, how do we know things aren't a dream? You know, how sometimes life feels like a dream? Do you ever feel that way?'Yes, sweetie, I feel that way all the time.”