Liberate yourself from my vice-like grip!

I’m not going to bed after all. Somebody around here hath murdered sleep. Good for him.

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.

Sentimentality is loving something more than God does.

I don't exactly know what I mean by that, but I mean it.

They didn't act like people and they didn't act like actors. It's hard to explain. They acted more like they knew they were celebrities and all. I mean they were good, but they were too good.

But you can't always tell - with somebody's mother, I mean. Mothers are all slightly insane.