We've never seen (Fisher) before. He attacked well.

Brazil's (lineup) is like the Yankees' Murderers' Row.

Tell me a truth, Senna.“
“I don’t know how.”
“Then tell me a lie.”
“I don’t love you.”
“The truth is for the mind,” he says. “Lies are for the heart. So let’s just keep lying.

I definitely have a Fisher voice.

You want to be a poet and you’re not. By the time you realize you’re not doomed, your life is going to be over and you’ll never have taken any risks.

It was awful to be this person, so jammed up with bad experiences you couldn’t let anyone see your real face.