“when your down on your luck and you've lost all your dreams theres nothing like a campfire and a can of beans”

“When all of your wishes are granted, many of your dreams will be destroyed.”

“You've got your ball,
You've got your chain.
Tied to me tight, tie me up again.
Who's got their claws
In you my friend?
Into your heart, I'll beat again.
Sweet like candy to my soul,
Sweet you rock
And sweet you roll.
Lost for you, I'm so lost for you.”

“In the morning theres a buzz of flies
Between the pillows and the skies that beg into your eyes
Through the looking glass in between your thighs
It's really no small surprise
How it goes straight down the rabbit hole
There it goes”

“You've got to jump off cliffs all the time and build your wings on the way down.”

“Consolation

Calm down. Both your sins and your good deeds will be lost in oblivion.”

“Socialists ignore the side of man that is of the spirit. They can provide shelter, fill your belly with bacon and beans, treat you when you are ill, all the things that are guaranteed to a prisoner or a slave. They don't understand that we dream — yes, even of some time owning a yacht.”

“When you lose your face…, it is like dropping your necklace down a well. The only way you can get it back is to fall in after it.”

“In the morning, when the nothing vase casts a something shadow, like the memory of someone you've lost, what can you say about that?”

“Guys are like dogs: they never notice if you've changed your hair, but they can sense when there's another guy sniffing around their territory”