“Brick: "I said you should train indoors didn't I, not out on the roads."Carly: "You can't tell me what to do."Brick: "I know I can't. But I can ask you to keep yourself safe for the sake of my sanity.”

“Brick: "You'd look good like that."Carly: "Like what?"Brick: "In white."Carly: "What do you mean? White?"Brick: "Yeah, in a long white dress, walking down an aisle, toward me."Carly: "Is that a proposal?"Brick: "What would you say if it was, honey?"Carly: "That's for me to know and for you to find out.”

“I can't promise that I'll never be an ass, or that I'll never make you cry. I can't promise that I won't make you so angry you want to cosh me over the head with a brick. I can't promise you forever...I'd love to, but I can give you right now. I can give you me in all my defective glory.”

“A brick could be used in a manner most secret. But Shh! I can't tell you. What part about secret don't you understand?
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“People ask what's up with this writing business? What do I hope to accomplish? I tell 'em I'm just a brick mason; words are my bricks and I'm building a skyscraper -- one brick at a time.”

“Oh, Kenneth, Kenneth, believe me - there's nothing I'd rather do! I want like hell to tell you. But I can't. I quite literally can't. Because, don't you see, what I know is what I am? And I can't tell you that. You have to find it out for yourself. I'm like a book you have to read. A book can't read itself to you. It doesn't even know what it's about. I don't know what I'm about.”