“Look, Rose. You don't have to keep up with the hard-to-get thing. You already got me.”

“He exhaled loudly and raked a hand through the sable brown hair he always kept stylishly messy. "Look, Rose. You don’t have to keep up with the hard-to-get thing. You’ve already got me.”

“The very thing keeping me alive is also killing me—love. No wonder the rose symbolizes both love and death. They should have a deal where if you buy a dozen roses you get a free headstone.”

“Don't turn around.'Cuz you will get punched in the face.Don't make this worse.You've already gone and got me mad.It's too bad, I'm not sad It's casting over.Just one of those things you'll have to get over it.”

“That's the thing with keeping up appearances, Rose; people will do anything to get one and anything to keep one.”

“Let me tell you something you already know. The world ain't all sunshine and rainbows. It's a very mean and nasty place and I don't care how tough you are it will beat you to your knees and keep you there permanently if you let it. You, me, or nobody is gonna hit as hard as life. But it ain't about how hard ya hit. It's about how hard you can get hit and keep moving forward. How much you can take and keep moving forward. That's how winning is done!”