“We didn't talk about our scars, the ones you could see and the ones you couldn't.”

“When we talked, I talked about me, you talked about you, when we should have talked about each other.”

“You know, there’s one thing about you that always astonishes me. The longer you talk, the wronger you get.”

“Have you ever had one of those moments when you look up and realize that you're one of those people you see on the train talking to themselves?”

“They know it's a forty-minute showdown, you versus them. … They have you by the balls and you created the situation, man. You didn't have to talk to them like that. They don’t care about your mood, your headache, your troubles. They have their own problems, and you are one of them.”

“I grew up in a household where we didn't really talk about our feelings, and where the only reason you went to a doctor was because you'd accidentally cut off a limb with a chain saw.”

“It's part of the job to mythologise the experience, and you don't have to do that with this one. It's as easy as breath to talk about this one.”

“Time was such an odd thing. One moment you could talk to someone, then suddenly, they were gone.”

“You see, this happened a few months ago, but it's still going on right now, and it ought to make us feel ashamed when we talk like we know what we're talking about when we talk about love.”

“A country where we mean it when we talk about personal freedom – or one where that freedom doesn’t apply to our bodies and our voices.”