“I have one head that wants to be good,And one that wants to be bad.And always, as soon as I get up,One of my heads is sad.”

“I've got this image in my head of how I want my life to look, and I have absolutely no idea how to get there. And I'm so scared that I'll make some wrong decision - just one - and everything will get messed up and go wrong -for good.”

“So all you want is a kiss?" I asked. A little voice in my head said I was heading for one of those slippery slopes. I told the little voice to shut up. "Well, maybe more than one. But basically, yeah.”

“And I withdrew into myself when I understood that they wanted to extract every thought in my head, one by one, like decayed teeth.”

“You're not the only one who wants my head on a pike at the moment. Take a number and get in line.”

“Jack shook his head. "Not one of my many talents, sadly. But if you have a cherry stem I can show you a really cool one.”