“In matters of principal stand like a rock.”

“On matters of style, swim with the current, on matters of principle, stand like a rock.”

“What is it that brings me here to stand like a rock in this river of sound?”

“It was unbelievable. She was standing there, staring at him like he was a real rock star.”

“Don’t look for an unshakable rock to stand on; there ain’t any! Rather, learn how to stand still on a shaking rock!”

“Not that there seems to be any appropriate place to bury someone, but these municipal cemeteries, or any cemetery at all for that matter, like the ones by the highway, or the ones in the middle of town, with all these bodies with their corresponding rocks - oh it's just too primitive and vulgar, isn't it? The hole, and the box, and the rock on the grass? And we glamorize this process, feel it fitting and dramatic, austerely beautiful, standing there by the hole as we lower the box. It's incredible. Barbaric and base.”