Rayne & Delilah's Midnite Matinee

“But the thing with a best friend is that you’re never talking about nothing. Even when you’re talking about nothing, it’s something. The times when you think you’re talking about nothing, you’re actually talking about how you have someone with whom you can talk about nothing, and it’s fine.”

“No one ever says on their deathbed they wish they’d loved fewer people.”

“For a long time I shined my light for someone other than me. But not anymore. Now I shine bright for me. You can create light even when everyone's left you behind because that's what you do. It's what I do.”

“I’m glad things end, though. It forces you to love them ferociously while you have them. There’s nothing worth having that doesn’t die.”

“It’s comforting to know that you don’t have to be excellent to not be completely forgotten.”

“I still have a last-day-of-sixth-grade feeling. All year you’re excited for school to end so you can move on to junior high, but then the day comes and you realize that something that was an important part of your life is dying. And endings are still so new that you don’t know quite how to feel. You find an excuse not to run out the door when the bell rings and school’s out. You talk to your teacher one last time. You use the restroom one last time. You take a circuitous route back to your classroom. On your way out, you look back and sigh, and you experience this deep wishfulness, and you wonder if life is just a series of endings. New beginnings don’t make endings any easier.”

“I wake up one day and it’s twenty-plus years later, and here I am still. That’s getting left behind. And even then, you can have a decent life. You know why I’m still here? It’s because I’m content. Maybe even happy. I found my path. My life is simple. I wake up in the morning. I eat my Cheerios, drink my coffee, think my thoughts. I go home after work and sit on my back patio and pet my dog and listen to music and myself breathing. It feels good to be alive and exist. Most things haven’t worked out for me - especially love - but that’s all right. I’m not as pretty as I used to be. More of my life’s behind me than in front of me. Who knows how many years I took off it while I was partying. But I’m a lot healthier now, if you can believe it.“I get lonely sometimes, but so does everyone else. We’re all looking for some sort of salvation in something sometimes we try to find it in people. We find out salvation, and it slips through our fingers. We find it again. We get left behind. Living is hurting, but I’ll take living over the alternative any day. Consciousness is a marvelous gift. It took almost dying to make me realize that. Hell, I’m just rambling now. Anyway, having said all this, you did not get left behind.”

“Everything ends. Some things last longer than others, but everything end. Childhood feels like it takes forever when you're in the midst of it, but one day you wake up and you're eighteen and going to college. The basset hound puppy with the bow around his neck? You're going to see his whole life pass. You may find someone you love and get married. And it might last a long time, but it ends one way or another. Maybe you'll be together for fifty or sixty years, but one of you is going to get left behind.I'm glad things end, though. It forces you to love them ferociously while you have them. There's nothing worth having that doesn't die.”

“Most of all, I think it’s people who love to be reminded that sometimes you do your best and you come up short, but there’s still a place in the world for people like that.”

“Well, I started Tae Kwon Do pretty early before moving into Muay Thai—” “What’s that?” “Muay Thai? It’s this Thai kickboxing style where you use your whole body to put force into kicks and strikes.” “Oh, like the way I eat pizza.”

“Remember that Florida is a land of weirdos and bizarre happenings, and conduct yourselves accordingly.”

“I’d say the winner of this debate is the God of Death, who’s now several minutes closer to claiming all of us.”

“Finally, I say, “I’ve had boyfriends who liked to go to the bookstore, but mostly so they could pretend to be smarter than me and brag about all the Kurt Vonnegut and Charles Bukowski they’ve read.” “Who and who?” “You can’t imagine what a relief that question is.” “No guy who tries to make you feel dumb deserves you.”

“The fights begin. We're into it ironically at first, but then start genuinely having fun trying to top each other yelling stuff. We get looks, but so what?"Make him feel like every day is Monday!" Delia shouts."Embarrass him in front of everyone he's ever loved!" I shout."Dip your hands in his blood!" Delia shouts."Send him back to school to get his degree in computer science!" I shout."Show him how angry you are that stuff that's supposed to smell like green tea doesn't smell like green tea!" Delia shouts."Okay, that one was a stretch," I say.”

“My whole family used to watch reruns of Walker, Texas Ranger. And I loved it when Walker would kick butt.""As opposed to what? When Walker would hold forth on quantum physics? When he would write haikus? When he would interpret Bach on the harpischord? That show is an infomercial for Chuck Norris kicking people through plate-glass windows in show motion.""So you've seen it.”

“Have you noticed that if you switch the first letters of every country singer's first and last name, you end up with an amazing Star Wars name?”

“People who love each other never really leave each other.”

“Learning what you don't want can be as important as learning what you do want.”

“It feels weird to wish something had gone better but also be glad it went how it did" -Josie”

“But the thing with a best friend is that you're never talking a bout nothing. Even when you're talking about nothing, it's something. The times when you think you're talking about nothing, you're actually talking about how you have someone with whom you can talking about nothing, and it's fine." -Delia”

“Just because a segue is natural doesn't mean it's a great idea" -Josie”

“No entanto, os sonhos têm seu próprio universo. Eles existem dentro de você, e você é o Deus desse universo, por isso ninguém pode dizer para você o que eles significam. Você precisa descobrir sozinho, isso se os sonhos significam alguma coisa, o que não acho que seja sempre verdade.”

“Her face puckers and she turns away, fanning in front of her nose. "Your breath seriously smells like you have a raccoon graveyard inside your body."I wasn't in the mood for these clowns even before they were rubbing Lawson's getting hurt in my face. "Your breath smells like you ate a bowl of dog turds with a spoon made of cat turds," I snap.He shrugs matter-of-factly. "I had some garlic bread from Little Caesar's in my truck and ate it before I came in.""You just keep garlic bread in your truck?" Delia looks at him like he just told her his favorite drink is warm milk with a handful of cat hair thrown in."It's truck bread. If I need a snack.""Truck bread isn't a thing. That's gross. You're gross," Delia says.”

“When someone leaves you, maybe you get a reason and maybe you don’t. I don’t know which is better.”