“Driving down deserted early morning roads. Round and round. Round downtown. Through naked streets. Lips pursed on two litre bottles of beer, but pursuing the lips of freedom's night. Swapping cars....”

“Meeting new people is just remembering faces of God we've forgotten.”

“Sometimes I'd see my father, walking past my building on his way to another nowhere. I could have given him a key, offered a piece of my floor. A futon. A bed. But I never did. If I let him inside ...”

“Sam, there comes a time when the world no longer needs heroes. And then the true hero knows to walk away.”

“Sam, there comes a time when the world no longer needs heroes. And then the true hero knows to walk away.”

“Meeting new people is just remembering faces of God we've forgotten.”

“What the hell does it all mean? Does 11:11 really mean anything at all? Well, that simply depends on whether you believe life has meaning in the first place.”

“Driving down deserted early morning roads. Round and round. Round downtown. Through naked streets. Lips pursed on two litre bottles of beer, but pursuing the lips of freedom's night. Swapping cars....”