The labyrinth blows, but I choose it.

But it is the nature of stars to cross, and never was Shakespeare more wrong than when he has Cassius note, ‘The fault, dear Brutus, is not in our stars / But in ourselves.

I'm a good person but a shitty writer. You're a shitty person but a good writer. We'd make a good team.

You will not kill my girlfriend today, International Terrorists of Ambiguous Nationality!

I was surprised. I'd always associated belief in heaven with, frankly, a kind of intellectual disengagement. But Gus wasn't dumb.

Tonight, darling, we are going to right a lot of wrongs.

3 whole Catfish, Wrapped separately Veet (It’s for Shaving your legs Only you don’t Need A razor. It’s with all the Girly cosmetic stuff) Vaseline six pack, Mountain Dew One dozen Tulips one Bottle Of water Tissues One Can of blue Spray paint