“You know how people say, Don't borrow trouble? Well, said Morgan, I guess it's the opposite of that. Doc is borrowing happiness.”
“You don't borrow trouble.”
“Ah, well, let's not borrow trouble; the rate of interest is too high.”
“You don't happen to have a thousand dollars I can borrow?" "I don't have five you can borrow. My piggy bank is officialy anorexic.”
“Do not borrow tomorrow's troubles today”
“You deserve to die," I whisper, suddenly realizing Iv'e said the words aloud."Excuse me?" "Nothing.""Not nothing. You just told me that I deserve to be maggot feed.""Not maggot feed, just-""Dead!""Forget it" "I don't know why I said that. Just daydreaming, I guess.""Daydreaming about my death?""Forget it", I repeat."Are you sure you aren't still mad that I wouldn't let you borrow my vintage fishnet leggings?""More like I didn't want to borrow them,”