Every time I do it at least proves I can still do it.

Doing it wrong fast is at least better than doing it wrong slowly.

I didn't say it was your fault. I said I was going to blame it on you.

I can face anything, except the future, and certain parts of the past and present.

Don't call it freedom, unless it includes the freedom to be absolutely disgusting.

As long as I have you there is just one other thing I'll always need - tremendous self control.

At what point in my struggle with nature will nature finally give up?