“Fear had an anatomy. A curious thought. It had genitals, a bladder and bowls. That was where you felt fear. Not in your head. It was between your legs. It affected your excretion. It emptied you. It turned your bowls to water. It is disgusting.”
“...as it turned out, growing up was just as she'd feared. One day when your alarm clock rang, you got up and realized you had someone else's thoughts in your head... or may be just your old ones, minus the hope.”
“You've had his dick in your hand and your tongue in his mouth and you can't sit down and eat a bowl of cereal with him ?”
“Fear is danger to your body, but disgust is danger to your soul.”
“And of course, when you see your brother in the toilet bowl...there's a little voice that say, 'I wonder where he would go...'...if it hadn't been for his head...”
“If your head comes off, don't start a fight in a goddamn bowling alley.”