He only wished to fight and cultivate an anger toward me, thus alleviating his guilt, but I would not abet him in this.

...I am happy to welcome you to a town peopled in morons exclusively. Furthermore, I hope that your transformation to moron is not an unpleasant experience.

I will admit he is unusual, but that is perhaps the closest I could come to complimenting him.

We can all of us be hurt, and no one is exclusively safe from worry and sadness.

Our blood is the same, we just use it differently.

Where is your mother, Charlie asked. Dead. I’m sorry to hear that Thank you. But she was always dead.

Work will drive you crazy if you let it.