“Black magic never stops. What goes from you comes to you. Once you start this shit, you gotta keep it up. Just like the utility bill. Just like the grocery store. Or they kill you. You got to keep it up. Two, five, ten, twenty years.”

“You just gotta tell her, man,’ I said. ‘You just gotta say, “Angela, I really like you, but there’s something you need to know: when we go to my house and hook up, we’ll be watched by the twenty-four hundred eyes of twelve hundred black Santas.”

“Cause sometimes, you just feel tired. Feel weak. And when you feel weak, you feel like you wanna just give up. But you gotta search within you. You gotta find that inner strength, and just pull that shit out of you. And get that motivation to NOT give up and NOT be a quitter. No matter how bad you wanna just fall flat on your face and collapse.”

“Keep what you've got till you get what you need, y'all. You gotta give a lot just to get what you need sometimes, y'all.”

“You can keep a piece of candy in its wrapper for up to twenty years. After that, it turns into a hideous black goo.”

“Life is like a maze of doors and then all open on the side you're on. Just keep on pushing hard, boy, try as you may...you're going to wind up where you started from.”