If you don't know what you want, you end up with a lot you don't.

You can forget me <...> But that doesn't mean I don't still exist.

What you don’t learn in art theory is how too big a compliment can hurt more than a slap in the face.

You wake up, and that's enough.

Most of the laugh tracks on television were recorded in the early 1950s. These days, most of the people you hear laughing are dead.

Generations have been working in jobs they hate, just so they can buy what they don't really need.

The theater of the mind. The bordello of the subconscious.

"If you don't know what you want," the doorman said, "you end up with a lot you don't."

Go ahead and cry if you have to.

"Getting fired," Tyler says, "is the best thing that could happen to any of us. That way, we'd quit treading water and do something with our lives."

No matter how much you love someone, you still want to have your own way.

The minute something better than sex comes along, you call me.

Where every day doesn’t start with an alarm clock and end with the television.

If you don't know what you want, you end up with a lot you don't.

... Nothing is as good as you can imagine it. No one is as beautiful as she is in your head. Nothing is as exciting as your fantasy.

In a world where vows are worthless. Where making a pledge means nothing. Where promises are made to be broken, it would be nice to see words come back into power.