“Inside every believe, there’s a lie.” - Eliza Caelum”

“Caelum goes: “There have been studies done on this topic, gentlemen. You could wager a bet and look it up.” Caelum always talks like someone's dad when he's high.”

“Lying next to Eliza, I had the feeling I had I'd just found something I didn't even know I'd lost.”

“Popular music is a microcosm of the culture, Eliza. It reflects the mentality of the population.”

“People always ask if Burke and Caelum are brothers because they're both so tall, and neither Michael seems bothered by the question, but it drives me out of my mind because besides the height they look nothing alike. Burke's got blond hair and freckles. Caelum has a mass of dark pubic hair growing out of his head. Plus, how the hell could they be brothers when they have the same first name? That only works if your last one is Foreman.”

“Eliza has the sky in her eyes and I’ve always wanted to touch the goddamn sky.”

“Don't do this to me, Eliza. Please. I need you.” I looked at Paul. He was crying. “You don't need me,” I said, wondering whether or not I believed it. He gripped my face and kissed me. But it was a hard, painful kiss. A severe and bitter kiss. A kiss that seemed so black, so final, it was like death. “Happy fucking Birthday.”