"Now is a winter of our discontent, made glorious summer by this sun of York，and all the clouds that lour'd upon our house, in the deep bosom of the ocean buried, now are our brows bound with victorious wreaths."

It's your dog, but you are it's all.

When a man's got money in his *pocket,*he begins to appreciate peace.

"And when they let you down.You get up off the ground.Cause morning rolls around and it’s another day of sun."

"The truth is,after so many years,you begin to lose more than just your appetite. You wear a mask for so long,you forget who you were beneath it." Maybe people have always lived with a mask...

"Land?Land is a ship too big for me. It's a woman too beautiful.It's a voyage too long.Perfume too strong. It's a music I don't know how to make."

"First you have to give up. First you have to know, not fear, know that someday you're gonna die. It's only after we've lost everyting that we're free to do anyting."