"Spartan? John Spartan? Aw shit, they let anybody into this century! What the hell you doing here?"
"I hated myself... no, I hated my place in the world"
"Call me old-fashioned ... but one doesn't have sex with women who are unconscious"
"If they move, kill 'em."
"Love can't be timed, it hast to be lived"
"Theatriality and deception are powerful agents"
"What do you want most in the world?"
"Show me the money!"
"You mind your own fuckhole!"
"Love means never having to say you're sorry."
"And once when the pain goes away... that's when the real battle starts. Depression, boredom ... You feel so fucking low, you want to fucking top yourself."
"21 grams. The weight of a stack of five nickels. The weight of a hummingbird. A chocolate bar. How much did 21 grams weigh?"
"It's a crazy fucking world."
"Do, or do not. There is no try."
"What came first, the music or the misery? People worry about kids playing with guns, or watching violent videos, that some sort of culture of violence will take them over. Nobody worries about kids listening to thousands, literally thousands of songs about heartbreak, rejection, pain, misery and loss. Did I listen to pop music because I was miserable? Or was I miserable because I listened to pop music?"
"Please-baby-please-baby-please-baby-baby- baby. Please!"
"I like to think about what was going on the year the grapes were growing; how the sun was shining; if it rained. I like to think about all the people who tended and picked the grapes. And if it's an old wine, how many of them must be dead by now. I like how wine continues to evolve, like if I opened a bottle of wine today it would taste different than if I'd opened it on any other day, because a bottle of wine is actually alive. And it's constantly evolving and gaining complexity. That is, until it peaks, like your '61. And then it begins its steady, inevitable decline...and it tastes so fucking good."
"He has given us a second chance. Be a father. Be a grandfather. Help us to do better this time. Help us start again. The Creator made Adam in His image, and placed the world in his care. That birthright was passed down to us. To my father, then to me, and to my sons, Shem, Japheth, and Ham. That birthright is now passed to you, our grandchildren. This will be your work, and your responsibility. So I say to you, be fruitful and multiply and replenish the earth."
"Choose Life. Choose a job. Choose a career. Choose a family. Choose a fucking big television, choose washing machines, cars, compact disc players and electrical tin openers. Choose good health, low cholesterol, and dental insurance. Choose fixed interest mortgage repayments. Choose a starter home. Choose your friends. Choose leisurewear and matching luggage. Choose a three-piece suit on hire purchase in a range of fucking fabrics. Choose DIY and wondering who the fuck you are on Sunday morning. Choose sitting on that couch watching mind-numbing, spirit-crushing game shows, stuffing fucking junk food into your mouth. Choose rotting away at the end of it all, pissing your last in a miserable home, nothing more than an embarrassment to the selfish, fucked up brats you spawned to replace yourselves. Choose your future. Choose life... But why would I want to do a thing like that? I chose not to choose life. I chose somethin' else. And the reasons? There are no reasons. Who needs reasons when you've got heroin?"
"It's a hell of a thing killin' a man. You take away all he's got and all he's ever gonna have."