I was never more alive than when the Dark Passenger was driving.

Now I know what it is like to feel like a total idiot.

As I've said, freedom is really an illusion. Anytime we think we have a real choice, it just means we haven't seen the shotgun aimed at our navel.

Nothing in life is fair. Fair is a dirty word and I'll thank you not to use that language around me.

It's always me, isn't it? I'm not really a very nice person, but for some reason it's always me that they come to with their problems.

A man can take only so much. Even a phony man like me.

Weren't we all crazy in our sleep? What was sleep, after all, but the process by which we dumped our insanity into a dark subconscious pit and came out on the other side ready to eat cereal instead of our neighbor's children?