“It seemed like this day could go in so many directions, like a spiderweb shooting out toward endless possibilities.”

“Drugs are a bet with your mind.”

“It’s like gambling, somehow. You go out for a night of drinking and you don’t know where you’re going to end up the next day. It could work out good, or it could be disastrous. It’s like the throw of the dice.”

“I'm not going to die, I'm going home like a shooting star.”

“There were endless possibilities, not out of reach.”

“What is so marvelous about living today is that it is possible to extend, like a flower, spreading petals in all directions.”

“It was the possibility of darkness that made the day seem so bright.”

“Why is it alright to be going around, going mental with a gun, shooting all the monkeys and killing them? Because one day we're going to run out.”

“I wanted change and excitement and to shoot off in all directions myself, like the colored arrows from a Fourth of July rocket.”

“It seems like our politics is so old, like, it almost seems like turning on the t. v. and there's ABC and CBS and NBC, and, y'know, there's like one newspaper in town, and so they're all pushing things on us, and that's all going away.”

“Don’t shoot what it looks like. Shoot what it feels like.”