“Woman, I’m trying to fight here! Or has that escaped your attention?”

“When your're both finished trying to frighten each other away with the sordidness of your pasts, can you help me, please?”

“I’m scared I’m going to spend the rest of my life in a state of yearning, regardless of where I am.”

“Is your queen what you are searching for in a woman, Froi?""I never imagined I was looking for something in a woman. But if I did, I'd have to judge her by the way I felt laying beside her before I went to sleep at night and how I felt in the morning waking up to her.""Oh, too profound, my friend. Much too profound.”

“You shy, Francesca?” Javier asks me later on.I shake my head. “Not really.” I’m just sad, I want to say. And I’m lonely.”

“He stops and looks at me. 'I'm here because of you. You're my priority. Your happiness, in some fucked way, is tuned in to mine. Get that through your thick skull. Would I like it any other way? Hell, yes, but I don't think that will be happening in my lifetime.”

“City people. They may know how to street fight but they don't know how to wade through manure.”