I want you to kick Egg, Tea and Clipper out of the band!” - Daisy

Tea shook his head in dismay. “This is the end, Burt

Go back to the band, Egg. Please.” - Bex

My head’s swimming. Sorry, sis. I’m a useless brother. You’re best off shot of me. - Burt

Why am I the only one who thinks she’s messing with us? - Egg

Whatever you just thought of, I’m not doing it.” Egg

It feels like there is a giant man inside my head blowing up an enormous balloon. The balloon is made of spikes and the man is shouting very loudly.' Egg

Tomorrow I have to break Clipper’s heart. Really bust it open. - Tea

I got it wrong – I was singing for myself when I should have been singing for you all. - Burt

Does this make us the biggest band on the planet or what?” Burt

I gotta look out for my band mates. - Tea

I teach the world how to treat me by the way I treat myself, and the way I present myself.

People visit exposed and vulnerable

The good should be grateful to the bad - for providing the world with a basis for comparison.

No person who is enthusiastic about his work has anything to fear from life.

Few are guilty, but all are responsible.

Because only then does one feel that all is as it should be and that God wishes to see people happy, amidst the simple beauty of nature. I firmly believe that nature brings solace in all troubles.

There is no safe standard to tell man from animals.

The Eskimos have four hundred words for snow, and the Jewshave four hundred for schmuck.

By an individual being, whatever one's metaphysical doctrine, one means an unique being, that is, a being which is alone of its own type, or is such that no other of its class exists.

Artists themselves are neurotic and fearful people, and you can look at their work and figure out what they're scared of.