People are funny.

The world eventually sends out a mean-ass Patrol Boy to slow your progress and show you who’s boss. […] He’s a mean guy, a Bad Lieutenant, the sworn enemy of goofery, fuckery, pride, ambition, loud music, and all things nineteen.

How can you really care about us if you don’t care for yourself?

Nowadays, when you’re not a grandmaster at 14, you can forget about it.

Niet armoede is het probleem, maar rijkdom.