“Buddies didn't have touchable breasts or intriguing vaginas. Buddies were people you burped around and bragged to about other women.”
“[...] don't you know who that Fat Lady really is? ... Ah, buddy. Ah, buddy. It's Christ Himself. Christ Himself, buddy.”
“I didn’t answer. We were not buddies. We could not chat about the proximity of our offices, or football, or forgiveness.”
“Men always seemed to growl and sniff around each other, bristling over nothing, and just as suddenly become buddies at the least likely moments.”
“The most intriguing people you will encounter in this life are the people who had insights about you, that you didn't know about yourself.”
“So, buddy…”