“There's blood in my mouth
Cause I've been biting my tongue all week”

“I speak my mind, because it hurts to bite my tongue”

“…I've had a bad week."
What's happened?"
Nothing's happened. I've had a bad week in my head, is all.”

“If ink and pen are snatched from me, shall I
Who have dipped my finger in my heart's blood complain—
Of if they seal my tongue, when I have made
A mouth of every round link of my chain?”

“Racing, competing, is in my blood. It's part of me, it's part of my life; I've been doing it all my life. And it stands up before anything else.”

“Sing, my tongue, the Savior's glory,
Of His Flesh the mystery sing;
Of the Blood, all price exceeding,
Shed by our immortal King.”
Pange, lingua, gloriosi Corporis mysterium Sanguinisque pretiosi, Quem in mundi pretium Fructus ventris generosi Rex effudit gentium.

“I had the taste of blood and chocolate in my mouth, one as hated as the other.”

“My mouth blooms like a cut.
I've been wronged all year, tedious
nights, nothing but rough elbows in them
and delicate boxes of Kleenex calling crybaby
crybaby, you fool!”

“It's like I've got a shotgun in my mouth with my finger on the trigger, and I like the taste of the gun metal.”

“It's just been a long week, that's all."
"It's monday night, Jess."
"My point exactly.”