What's the point of keeping in touch with the girl you're crazy about, when you're dying?

Time heals all wounds. But not this one. Not yet.

Sometimes, the sun sets earlier. Days don’t last forever, you know. But I’ll fight as hard as I can. I can promise you that.

My heart's been torn wide open, just like I feared it would be, and I have no willpower to close it back up.

Day, the champion of the people, the one who can't bear to see those around him suffer on his behalf, who would gladly give his life for those he loves.

Tell me there is still good in the world. Tell me there is still hope for all of us.

I scream for everything that has gone wrong. I scream for everything broken in our lives.

I always knew, on some level, that I wouldn't live long. It's simply not written in my stars.

Without emotion, what's the point of being human?

Can one mistake really destroy a lifetime together?

I’ve been searching a long time for something I think I lost. I felt like I found something when I saw you back there.

Experience has taught me the power of trophies. You may have every knick-knack and useless contraption ever devised, but while they weigh you down, a simple trophy can go a long, long way.

One should never be where one does not belong.

I made a mistake. That happens. It proves I'm human, which you know, for some people, is a revelation.

I believe in blues, and I believe that it's been misrepresented.

One must put oneself in every one's position. To understand everything is to forgive everything.

Just because something is hard doesn’t mean it’s impossible.

The Human moral keyboard is limited ... there's nothing you can play on it that hasn't been played before. And, my dear Friends, I am sorry to say this, but it has its lower notes.

I had big shoes to fill, but the way we have been playing has made the transition easy.

You grow up and share life experiences. That's one of the best parts of this business. You share how you're mellowing out and your new sense of self.

I've been in New York only a few days and I have learned only two words of your language: one is Swell, and the other is Lousy. ... 'It's swell to be with you and excuse, please, my lousy English!