There had to be a circle of Hell where you were eternally fourteen, eternally in junior high. One of the lower circles.

He said,'Trust yourself, mon ami. You are not your friend with his so-sad tale. And Anita is not human. Through us she is more than that. Both of us huddle around her humanity like it is the last candle flame in a world of darkness. But by our very love, we make her less human, and more.

Guarantees are for major appliances, not for murder.

If you fear nothing, then you are not brave. You are merely too foolish to be afraid.

Worry about the things you can control; the rest will either work themselves out, or they'll kill you. Either way, no more worries.

You can't save everybody. In fact, there are days when I think you can't save anyone. Each person has to save himself first, then you can move in and help. I have found this philosophy does not work during a gun battle, or a knife fight either. Outside of that it works just fine.

Better to assume the worst and be wrong than assume the best and be wrong.