The police are asking through the bedroom door, why did I make a batch of strawberry daiquiris before I called them? Because we were out of raspberries. Because, can't they see, it just does not matter. Time was not of the essence.

Sometimes you do something, and you get screwed. Sometimes it's the things you don't do, and you get screwed.

Get married before the sex gets boring or you'll never get married.

The girl is infectious human waste, and she's confused and afraid to commit to the wrong thing and so she won't commit to anything.

Also consider that someday, when you’re dead and rotted, kids with their baby teeth will sit in their time-geography class and laugh about how stupid you were.

I say never be complete, I say stop being perfect, I say let... lets evolve, let the chips fall where they may.

I could imagine myself becoming one of Marla's stories.