“History doesn't have a curfew.”

“I call my mom from the car. I tell her that Neutral Milk Hotel is playing at the Hideout and she says, "Who? What? You're hiding out?" And then I hum a few bars of one of their songs and Mom says, "Oh, I know that song. It's on the mix you made me," and I say, "Right," and she says, "Well you have to be back by eleven," and I say, "Mom this is a historical event. History doesn't have a curfew," and she says, "Back by eleven," and I say, "Fine. Jesus," and then she has to go cut cancer out of someone.”

“It's a penis," Margo said, "in the same sense that Rhode Island is a state: it may have an illustrious history, but it sure isn't big.”

“But i doesn't much matter when you have just now realised, all the time later, that you are still alive.”

“God we must look so lame, but it doesn't much matter when you have just now realized, all the time later, that you are still alive.”

“But monotony doesn't make for painlessness.”

“The true ninja doesn't make a splash at all.”