“Kids. You gotta love them. I adore children. A little salt, a squeeze of lemon--perfect.”

“When life gives you lemons you squeeze them, hard. Make invisible ink. Make an acid poison. Fling it in their eyes.”

“When life gives you lemons, get tequila and salt.”

“When life gives you lemons… choke on them and die… you stupid lemon eater.”

“I have this theory about words: There’s a thousand ways to say "Pass the salt." It could mean, you know, "Can I have some salt?" or it could mean, "I love you." It could mean "I’m very annoyed with you" – really, the list could go on and on. Words are little bombs, and they have a lot of energy inside them.”

“Roger: Um, I would add probably a little bit of salt, and I like anything that has ginger in it, so I would put a little ginger into Warped Tour and it would be PERFECT”

“737. The best smell is bread, the best savour salt, the best love that of children.”

“I love all beauteous things,
I seek and adore them.”

“Adoration isn’t love. I adore Annabella, but I don’t love her; and I love thee, Milicent, but I don’t adore thee.”

“Safer than we are.” I told Franny. “Safer than love.” “let me tell ya kid,” Franny said to me, squeezing my hand. “Everything’s safer than love.”