“No, you can't go getting mad at people because they're shitty. Life will get mad at them, don't worry..”
“Gus and I talk about girls a lot, but we can't figure them out. They are so confusing. Like, if you look at them, they get mad. And if you don't look at them, they get mad. And if you're nice to them, they think you like them. And if you're mean to them, they think you like them. And if you do like them, they think you hate them.”
“I don't want to make people mad. I just... well, how can people get better if you don't tell them what you honestly think?”
“IF YOU HURT INSIDE, GET CERTIFIED, AND IF LIFE SHOULD TREAT YOU BAD...DON'T GET EE-EE-EVEN, GET MAD!”
“Don't get mad, get even,”
“Maybe this is madness. Maybe that's what Hell is. You go mad. And all your demons come and get you just as fast as you can think them up.”