I don't know what I believe. I guess that makes me a Christmas Tree Agnostic.

A blank canvas...has unlimited possibilities.

Phones are distracting. The internet is distracting.The way he looked at you? He wasn't distracted. He was consumed.

St. Clair clears his throat. 'My fiancée and I are headed out for a celebratory dessert. I'd ask you all to join us, but I don't want you there.

I doubted myself, and that made me doubt you. But you weren’t the problem. You were never the problem. I should have trusted you, but I didn’t, because I couldn’t trust myself.

Confidence, darling." He leans across the table and touches a finger to my cheek. "You could learn something from me, you know.

We're enveloped in pitch black. "Wait here, " I whisper."Are you getting your ax?""Handcuffs.""Kinky. But, okay, I'll try it.

I laugh, and it sounds like I've been sucking helium.

The way he looked at you? He wasn’t distracted. He was consumed.

Well, bloody noses." I hug his coat tighter. "Those are definitely hot.

I don't know what I want to do, or who I want to be, or where I want to live. It's like everyone else has their entire future mapped out except for me.

It’s our decisions, not our conditions, that ultimately shape the quality of our lives.

We'd drifted too far to rely on the old boyhood telepathy anymore.

I am never going to sound like Johnny Mathis.

Of troubles know I none, Of pleasures know I many - I rove beneath the sun, Without a single penny.

I have a real thing for Mexican directors. And I love Guillermo del Toro and Alejandro Gonzalez Inarritu.

All men are alike. If you ask any American man, 'How are you?' he'll answer 'Fine,' even if his mother just had a heart attack.

This is how we are protecting you, by getting you out.

It bears repeating: you don't have to be good at everything.

But my longevity is due to my good timing.