“And what do the birds say? All there is to say about a massacre, things like "Poo-tee-weet?”
“Poo-tee-weet?”
“The first thing you find out when yer dog learns to talk is that dogs don't got nothing much to say. About anything. "Need a poo, Todd." "Shutup, Manchee." "Poo. Poo, Todd." "I said shut it.”
“It is so short and jumbled and jangled because there is nothing intelligent to say after a massacre. Everybody is supposed to be dead...everything is supposed to be very quiet...and it always is, except for the birds.”
“It is not about doing what we feel like. It is about doing what God says.”
“What would your shoes say about the things you do everyday?”