“Clearly," said Arthur,"you're an idiot- but you're our kind of idiot. Come on.”

“I am stupid" Hans Hubermann told his foster daughter " And kind, which makes me the biggest idiot in the world.”

“It's not so much that the old friend is a better friend. It's just that you know the person better, and you know they don't really care if you're acting like a poor, grovelling idiot. They know you would do the same for them.”

“Have you ever noticed that idiots have a lot of friends? It's just an observation.”

“We grew up together, which is the only reason we’re friends. He’s actually got a lot of other acquaintances, too, for a few reasons. The first is that he plays soccer in winter and has mates from there. The second and main reason is that he carries on like an idiot. Have you ever noticed that idiots have a lot of friends? It’s just an observation.”

“Oh, come on, Arthur.""I don't want to hear it, Andy.""Jesus Christ""He doesn't want to hear it, either.”

“Make sure you live,' she said. 'As decent as you can. I know you'll make mistakes, but sometimes you're meant to, okay?”