“Miracles happen on Christmas, Pat. Everybody knows that shit.”

“This isn't a Christmas special! This is my life. In the real world, miracles and goodness just don't happen.”

“If that kid turned out to be a loser, it’s his own fault. We all make choices. When you grew up, you made the choice to drink. Five years ago, you made the choice to stop! You know how they say that ‘shit happens?’ That’s bullshit! Miracles happen - shit just gets in the way!”

“He didn't believe in miracles. If he'd had any philosophy in life in ran along the lines of the classic shit happens. Usually it was bad shit, sometimes it was good shit, but it was always random shit. You lived your life, & when the run was ended, that was it. Nothing.”

“Miracles don't just happen on their own you know, you got to make them happen.”

“He patted my shoulder. "What's up with you? All of a sudden, you're bucking the system.""i got drunk and had an epiphany.""Shit, this is serious!" He gasped. "Last time that happened to me, i woke up gay.”