“You’re watching people who aren’t actors put into situations created by people who aren’t writers, and they’re second-guessing how they think you would like to see them behave if this were a real situation, which it’s not… You’re watching an amateur production of nothing!”
"The things we remember best are those better forgotten."
"I have a skin disorder… that I cannot help, OK?"
"Bring on the empty horses…"
"Hitting bottom isn’t a weekend retreat… It’s not a goddamn seminar. .."
"The more real things get, the more like myths they become."
"Did Tommy tell you about my painting? Look at this."
JIMMY: It’s beautiful.
TOMMY: I like this one. One dog goes one way and the other goes the other.
MOTHER: One’s going east, the other’s going west. So what?
TOMMY: And this guy’s saying, “Whaddya want from me?” The guy’s got a nice head of white hair. Beautiful. The dog it looks the same.
JIMMY: Looks like somebody we know.
"Oh, don’t be so precious darling… you’re still a whore like the rest of us."
“I don’t know what they are called - the spaces between seconds…”
April 20, 1999 - Littleton, Colorado
"We are the Easter people and hallelujah is our song…"
“Oh, please don’t go—we’ll eat you up—we love you so!”