“Stupid dreams. Even the good ones are bad, because they remind you how poorly reality measures up.”

“The measure of one's love for good poetry and for good music is the hatred, the violent hatred, one feels for bad poetry and bad music.”

“What keeps me interested--and it always does--is how can she be a bad actress on film but a good one in reality?”

“Some women remind you of a good book. Others remind you of a bad movie.”

“It's somehow worse, now, after I've slept, because of that one moment-you know the one- when you're just waking up and you forget the new reality. Forget how your life has spontaneously combusted and instead think it was all just a bad dream. That everything's going to be okay. Until you remember. You jolt up, look around, and realize nothing is ever going to be okay again. That's exactly where I'm at right now.”

“It sucks to be poor, and it sucks to feel that you somehow deserve to be poor. You start believing that you're poor because you're stupid and ugly. And then you start believing that you're stupid and ugly because you're Indian. And because you're Indian you start believing you're destined to be poor. It's an ugly circle and there's nothing you can do about it.”