“I want an expresso. Black. But give me the domestic blend. That Turkish crap gives me the runs for a week. - Jenks”

“I feel like run-over crap," I complained. "You look like run-over crap," Jenks said. "Drink your tea.”

“Jenks, you can fly me up the rest of the way to Trent, and then pow! I give Trent his statue." "Pow, you'll be naked!" Jenks exclaimed.(Rachel and Jenks)”

“Walking into parties always gives me a crampy feeling at the bottom of my stomach. Its a good feeling though: The feeling of knowing anything can happen. Most of the time nothing does, of course. Most of the time one night blends into the next, and weeks blend into weeks, and months into other months. And sooner or later we die.”

“If you want me to give you a two-hour presentation, I am ready today. If you want only a five-minute speech, it will take me two weeks to prepare.”

“The stallion stared in my direction and bared his teeth. Now horses were giving me crap.”