“While you make pretty speeches
I'm being cut to shreds
You feed me to the lions
A delicate balance”

“Will you still need me,
will you still feed me,
when I'm sixty-four?”

“At that Mother got proper blazing,
"And thank you, sir, kindly," said she.
"What, waste all our lives raising children
To feed ruddy Lions? Not me!"”

“people see me
I'm a challenge to your balance
I'm over your heads
how I confound you and astound you”

“Well," I said finally, knowing he was waiting, "you make me laugh."
He nodded. "And?"
"You're pretty good-looking."
"Pretty good-looking? I called you beautiful."
"You want to be beautiful?" I asked him.
"Are you saying I'm not?”

“He could shred me so easily. A few words, a desperate look, and I was cut wide open.”

“If you die of pneumonia, I'm pretty sure there are at least a dozen guys who'll try to kill me and make it look like an accident
(Hale)”

“Don't try to cut any deals with me, Hector.
Do lions make peace treaties with men?
Do wolves and lambs agree to get along?”

“When you get a cut and think, 'I'm going to make a halfway decent film.”

“Being spiritual doesn't mean you are always positive, it means that you have awareness to tell people to get the fuck out of your face while you balance these energies.”