“I nodded, not trusting myself to speak. It's always like that. You think you've blown something off and then you say it out loud and suddenly you're all choked up and pathetic.”

“I don’t know, man.” He reached into his inside pocket and pulled out a pack of cigarettes.“Ew!” I recoiled. “You smoke?”“Only when I drink,” he said, reaching for a lighter, “or when I’m seriously depressed.”I snatched the pack away. “These will kill you, and you don’t want that.”“Yeah?” he said sarcastically. “How should I get myself killed then?”“You could hang out with me some more,” I suggested. “I attract homicidal maniacs like mosquitoes, baby.”

“People frequently claim to be going insane. But I've never heard somebody say they were going sane. Perhaps it's because sanity isn't a desirable destination.”

“I only lie to people I care about. So try to feel honored.”

“One of the unfortunate side effects of my medication is it hinders my ability to act crazy.”

“A little mystery is not such a bad thing.”

“I smell her all over you, get out and pretend I died just as you did when you lied down with her." Aaliyah/Totured Soul”