“Don't talk to strangers? Well, I figure he will always be a stranger unless I speak to him. Where is the logic in such a rule?”
“Would you truly sleep with strangers?" "I don't know, I haven't met the strangers yet.”
“I realized that my time in this place had come to an end; now that my schooldays were over, I no longer belonged here. I had always been a stranger and, if I stayed, I would become a stranger to myself as well.”
“Sketchy: I'm no stranger to stoner logic.”
“It was as though, in one moment, he had become a stranger. And I a stranger to myself.”
“Hey, I write fiction. I just make this stuff up, unless I get my hands on some good juicy truth. You know the kind I'm talking about ... that stranger-than variety.”