"The Chinese used gunpowder to make fireworks for celebrations, and the white man came along and said, Holy shit, we can use this to kill people. What better way to celebrate than that?"
"Vacation, I go there in my mind. Especially when I’m at work, getting paid for it."
"The girl I used to love is no longer a girl, and this saddens me more than our separation. It puts my own mortality vividly on display, in contrast to my eternally youthful memories."
"I’m hungry to win. I should enter a hotdog eating contest."
"The chimes were clinging in the wind. Or were they clanging, and clinging to hope?"
"The big uncookable sections of who we are, they’re the ones I love to taste the most."