“I guess they needed a maze in Japan, where everything's neat and tidy. In America everybody's already wandering around lost.”
“People aren't tidy creations to be stacked neatly in the Tupperware or poured in premeasured quantities from a box into the Cuisinart with no spills; everybody alive is a lost and disastrous mess.”
“..chaos is the neighbour of God: but everything's usually neat and tidy in hell...”
“My God, how long would you have let me wander around Prague before you said 'hold up a minute, Helga, this isn't Japan!”
“And as I watch him disappear around the corner, i can't help but wonder if this is the exact moment where i officially lost everything.”
“I guess I can swing it,then." A night free from cow print and grease? Bleep yes I could swing it. "So where to? Italy? Iceland? Ooh,I could go for Japan.”