“As long as we don't die, this is gonna be one hell of a story.”

“We're on a Trail / a Trail of Tears / There's Dip on MY Chin / and We're Gonna Die Here.”

“I said 'I'm sorry, sir, but we don't speak Swedish.''Well, of course you don't. Neither do I. Who the hell speaks Swedish?”

“One of the reasons you're so terrified about figuring out what you're gonna do with your life is that you think you're only gonna be able to do one thing.”

“I will not tell you our love story, because—like all real love stories—it will die with us, as it should.”

“And he found himself thinking that maybe stories don't just make us matter to each other—maybe they're also the only way to the infinite mattering he'd been after for so long.”

“Shame about how we’re gonna die here, though. I mean, seriously. An Araband a half-Jew enter a store in Tennessee. It’s the beginning of a joke, and the punch line is “sodomy’’.”