Can't we be friends?' I hate your guts, Frankovitch' Can't our guts be friends?

I'm so lazy as far as liking to get up, go to the office in my pajamas, get dressed about noon. And I hate flying. So I have this really laid-back, good lifestyle, and it's hard to nudge me out of it.

And sometimes when you're very mixed-up inside, you do things you know you shouldn't do.

Sometimes I think he’s the kind of friend that grownups call a ‘fair-weather friend.’ That means when everything’s going smoothly, he’s the best friend a guy could want. But as soon as something goes wrong…(he) sort of turns on you.

The upside to grief is it takes away your appetite. When people say you look good they really mean it. Nature's thoughtful that way.

Sometimes grown ups don't act their right old age

Society just has a way of inhibiting you, which is good and bad.