I just... want to be a man who has been to a concert with a girl in a red dress. Just for a few minutes more.

I chose to believe that God, a benign God, would understand our sufferings and forgive us our trespasses.

We are all part of some great cycle, some pattern that it was only God's purpose to understand.

And then, just like that, my heart broke. My face crumpled, my composure went and I held him tightly and I stopped caring that he could feel the shudder of my sobbing body because grief swamped me. It overwhelmed me and tore at my heart and my stomach and my head and it pulled me under, and I couldn’t bear it. I honestly thought I couldn’t bear it.

Believe me, you have to have a certain confidence in your powers of descretion to let a dentist loose with a drill in your mouth less than an hour after you've...um...entertained his wife.

Sit here long enough you get to know everything. You listen, see ?" She taps the side of her head. "Nobody listens any more. Everyone knows what they want to hear, but nobody actually listens.

There is a whole lot more to life than winning.