“You know, you fucked me for years without ever touching me.”

“I wish I could walk in the fields before I die. Pasture, you know? That endless expanse of nothing and everything all rolled into one. That’s the only thing I’ve ever wanted, that’s all I wanted, all this time – nothing but pasture forever.”

“The moon! It smiled at her with all its might, she could see it! through the broken wood beams of a crude ceiling, nearly touch its cratered surface, stroke its circumference; oh, moon! bulbous and benevolent, guiding herds across planes on forlorn journeys; elucidating wisps of mist to lovers at midnight; absent to her for years but treasured still.”

“I believe in you, and your choices, and that most often and like mine, they will be wrong.”

“I'm not dumb enough to be cool.”

“Every dream dies, even the American ones.”

“Folks is what they are and they ain’t how they’re not.”