Oh my God. Seriously? Come on. No, I did not kill somebody. If I killed somebody, I’d play it cool, move to Mexico, start a band.[John Reyes: Did you kill someone?]
No matter how much we think that we’re fooling people, our bodies, they can’t keep lying the way that our minds can.
It doesn’t matter. I die all the time.[Nadia Vulvokov: Hey, man. Didn’t you get the news? We’re about to die.]
I mean, I smoke, what, like, two packs a day. I have the internal organs of a man twice my age. If I make it to my low 70s, I’ll be shocked.
Holding two incompatible ideas in your head at the same time and accepting both of them, that’s the best of being human. Yes-no, good-bad, life-death.