Life don’t come to you, Memphis. You gotta take it. We have to take it. Because ain’t nobody handing it to us.

You couldn't be perfect enough to keep the world from betraying you.

You are unique, and this is a beautiful, beautiful thing, grasshopper.

I told myself it was the snow—she couldn’t possibly get to Philadelphia on the roads. I told myself a hundred lies. Children do that. It’s amazing the sorts of things you’ll make yourself believe.

Memphis found his smile. 'You know me, sir. I don't wear worry.

When you looked up to the sky and cried 'Why?' sometimes the sky shrugged, yet other times it answered with warm assurance of linked hands.

I changed the world; the world changed me. Everything you do comes back to you. When you affect a situation, you are also affected.