“I don't think," he insisted. "I feel.”
“...that's the essence of me - I don't think, I feel - at best, I think-feel...”
“Oh, that feels good! I don't know who invented ties and then insisted a man was only properly dressed when he wore one, but if I ever meet him, I'll strangle him with his own invention”
“I don't know what I feel or what I want to feel. I don't know what to think or what I am.”
“He insisted we sleep together, I insisted we didn’t.I won.”
“How the hell do you think I feel?" I don't want to end up inside a woman!" He paused. "Well, at least not that way”