“Do you smoke?Well, yes, I must admit I smoke.I'm glad to hear of it. A man should always have an occupation of some kind.”

“I've got mixed feelings about poetry cause done well poetry is fantastic. But not many people are capable of doing it well. I think you should have some kind of license to perform poetry. A poetic license perhaps.”

“I do have rough, manly, and mannish, man hands. So glad you noticed.”

“Well, I looked my demons in the eyeslaid bare my chest, said "Do your best, destroy me.You see, I've been to hell and back so many times,I must admit you kind of bore me.”

“The fish is my friend too... I have never seen or heard of such a fish. But I must kill him. I am glad we do not have to try to kill the stars. Imagine if each day a man must try to kill the moon, he thought. The moon runs away. But imagine if a man each day should have to try to kill the sun? We were born lucky; he thought”

“Yes, I'm shallow, I don't mind admitting it. Perhaps I should admit that there's no end to the depths of my shallowness.”