“Why do most people take the shortest route to settle their differences and just walk off, break up and go separate ways instead of trying to talk and work things out?”

“I'd chosen instead to just change my route, gomiles out of the way, as ifavoiding it would make it go away once and for all.”

“I like walking heavy on these disease-ridden streets. I like walking the streets knowing that underneath my jacket is the perfect solution to any dilemma I might encounter. I look at people differently. I meet their gaze until they look away. I like taking my gun for walks. I do not believe in hope. I do not believe that people are going to someday get it together and live in peace and harmony. I don't have time for political correctness. I'm not going to try to talk my way out of a bad situation. I'm just going to shoot the fucker in the face and be done with it.”

“Why do people need other people so much? Why can't we just do our work and go home? Why do we have to talk and touch and dream together?”

“You can never have the same thing twice, and it’s hopeless to try. It never works like that, and all you end up doing is breaking your heart against a solid rock. That’s why when you lose things you have to let them go instead of trying to get them back again. You can’t do it, and you only hurt yourself worse if you try. Never cry for the moon. ”

“Unhappy people do the oddest, most terrible things, just trying to keep despair at bay. All you have to do is accept them...go around them...take evasive action.”