“Do you know how fat you are, do you? No, you don't, 'CAUSE YOUR FACE IS AN ISLAND TRAPPED IN A SEA OF FLAB! I would stab you to death… but I can't afford to take the two weeks off work!”

“I just don't know," I said, my voice sounding bumby, not like mine, "how do you help someone who doesn't want your help. What do you do when you can't do anything?”

“Would you rather work forty hours a week at a job you hate or eighty hours a week doing work you love?”

“What are you gonna do, angel face? Stab me with your eyebrow pencil?”

“You can't believe it, you can't conceive it,
And you can't touch me, 'cause I'm untouchable,
And I know you hate it, and you can't take it,
You'll never break me, 'cause I'm unbreakable.”

“If you had started doing anything two weeks ago, by today you would have been two weeks better at it.”

“Don't know how I kept going. You just do. You have to, so you do.”

“The Element is about discovering your self, and you can't do this if you're trapped in a compulsion to conform. You can't be yourself in a swarm.”

“You want to know how I think art should be taught to children? Take them to a museum and say, 'This is art, and you can't do it.”

“Do you remember how you felt at seventeen? I do and I don't (…) Imagine you came from outer space and someone showed you a butterfly and a caterpillar. Would you ever put the two of them together? That's me and my memories.”