“indeed I know for a fact that you do know, what the fuck kind of questions are you asking me”
“You don’t know what year it is?” “Kind of a dull question to ask someone if I did, isn’t it?”
“Ask yourself these three questions, Tatiana Metanova, and you will know who you are. Ask: What do believe in? What do you hope for? What do you love?”
“If you ask me to play myself, I will not know what to do. I do not know who or what I am.”
“If you offered me the chance to do it all over, knowing what I know now, after the things I’ve seen . . . I’d shoot you in the head. That ain’t the kind of thing you ask a lady. —Frances Brown”
“You wanna know what else I know?” he asked.“What do you know, honey?” “My girl is gonna marry me.”