Can you believe it? Fifty miles from McDonald's. I didn't think there was anywhere in the world that was fifty miles from McDonald's.

We owe it to each other to tell stories.

If ever you get to be my age," said the old woman, "you will know all there is to know about regrets, and you will know that one more, here or there, will make no difference in the long run.

There are some as are what they are. And there are some as aren't what they seem to be. And there are some as only seem to be what they seem to be.

As sure as water's wet and days are long and a friend will always disappoint you in the end.

I wonder if I shall ever see her again, and I realize that I scarcely care. I can feel the sheets beneath me, and the cold air on my chest. I feel fine. I feel absolutely fine. I feel nothing at all.

Be boring, knowing everything. You have to give all that stuff up if you're going to muck about here.