Giving advice was a lot harder than following it.

The world of the dead wonʹt give you up a second time.

If not for me being stoned and clinging to a taco, it would have been terribly romantic.

I used to think you were weak and just didn't fight back ... but now, honestly, I think you're actually pretty tough. It takes a hell of a lot of strength to not complain and lash out.

Really, it's my fault. It was there. A hundred times there. How often did I see it? I knew. It kept happening. Over and over, you'd say you were through with him...and over and over, I'd believe it...no matter what my eyes showed me. No matter what my heart told me. My. Fault.

My commentary's hilarious, not witty.

Jesse: " Hey Rose, welcome back. Still breaking hearts?" Rose: " Are you volunteering?