I'm up to my ears in unwritten words.

I just hope that one day - preferably when we’re both blind drunk - we can talk about it.

I'd never yell, "Good luck!" at anybody. It sounds terrible, when you think about it.

Grand. There's a word I really hate. It's a phony. I could puke every time I hear it.

You can't stop a teacher when they want to do something. They just do it.

I like it when somebody gets excited about something. It's nice.

If you weren't around, I'd probably be someplace way the hell off. In the woods or some goddamn place. You're the only reason I'm around, practically.