When insane things start to arrange themselves in sane patterns around you, you know you got problems.

The kind of person that thanks another person never survives. Have you learned nothing?

There are three floors beneath the garage? Why on earth?" -Mac

Barrons: "He got upset it wouldn't shut up and tore its head off." Mac: "The child?" I gasped

Distinguish yourself [...] in an age where girls often make themselves too available to boys, by making him work a little for your attention. He'll think he's won a prize when he gets it, and he'll work that much harder to keep it. Boys turn into men and men put a premium on what's hard to get.

If he’d been any other man and i'd been any other girl, I’d have called the narrowing of his heavy-lidded dark eyes lust. But he was Barrons and I was Mac, and a blossoming of lust was about as likely as orchids blooming in Antarctica

My heart has jet lag.