“How can you stand without a spine ? Turn your fucking back on me ? Yet I will walk away with a smile. You will become my newest creation. So where has all of this gotten you ? With a blade to your throat. I can smell the fear on you. I will wipe you clean from my memory. You cry out and tremble before me. So prepare to meet your fucking maker. So put your mouth to the curb. Now you're going to be famous”

“And without you is how I disappear,And live my life alone forever now.And without you is how I disappear,And live my life alone forever now.Who walks among the famous living dead,Drowns all the boys and girls inside your bed.And if you could talk to me,Tell me if it's so,That all the good girls go to heaven.Well, heaven knowsThat without you is how I disappear,And live my life alone forever now.And without you is how I disappear,And live my life alone forever now.Can you hear me cry out to you?Words I thought I'd choke on figure out.I'm really not so with you anymore.I'm just a ghost, So I can't hurt you anymore,And now, you wanna see how far down I can sink?Let me go, fuck!So, you can, well now so, you canI'm so far away from you.Well now so, you can.And without you is how I disappear,And without you is how I disappear,Whoa whoa... (And without you is how I disappear)Whoa whoa... (And without you... is how, is how, is how...)Forever, forever now!”

“You can start by wiping that fucking dumb-ass smile off your rosey, fucking, cheeks! Then you can give me a fucking automobile... a fucking Datsun, a fucking Toyota, a fucking Mustang, a fucking Buick! Four fucking wheels and a seat! And I really don't care for the way your company left me in the middle of fucking nowhere with fucking keys to a fucking car that isn't fucking there. And I really didn't care to fucking walk down a fucking highway and across a fucking runway to get back here to have you smile at my fucking face. I want a fucking car RIGHT FUCKING NOW!”

“Are you out of your fucking mind? I just got back and I can barely stand on my own. What do you want me to do? Bleed on them? (Fang)”

“My interest is to point out to you that you can walk, and please throw away all those crutches. If you are really handicapped, I wouldn’t advise you to do any such thing. But you are made to feel by other people that you are handicapped so that they could sell you those crutches. Throw them away and you can walk. That’s all that I can say. ‘If I fall....’ - that is your fear. Put the crutches away, and you are not going to fall.”

“All I can think about is how fucked up it would be for your life to end here, now. I mean I know that your life if fucked up no matter what now, forever. And I'm not dumb enough to think that I can undo that, that anyone can. But I can't wrap my mind around the notion of you not getting old, having kids, going to Juilliard, getting to play that cello in front of a huge audience, so that they can get the chills the way I do every time I see you pick up your bow, every time I see you smile at me.”