“You laugh as you sing about dying, you drug yourself up, but you can still see clearly, and you die as you break into a fit of laughter, because asi es la vida in this soup of islands stewed in hunger and the desire to be someone else.”

“It felt odd to be laughing during a firefight. Then again, if you can’t laugh when you’re about to die, when can you?”

“It's always a little frightening to care about something... someone. What you have, you can lose. It can break, or be stolen. Or it might stop fitting.”

“Sing, if you can sing, and if not still bemusical inside yourself.”

“You almost have to step outside yourself and look at you as if you were someone else you really care about and really want to protect. Would you let someone take advantage of that person? Would you let someone use that person you really care about? Or would you speak up for them? If it was someone else you care about, you'd say something. I know you would. Okay, now put yourself back in that body. That person is you. Stand up and tell 'em, "Enough!”

“You can pretend to admire, but, unless you are a superb actress, you can't pretend to laugh. Laughter is genuine or else it is just a noise.”