- Marco: Van Gogh. Top member of the Bipolar Club. You see this?
- Nurse Amy: Yes, it's beautiful!
- Marco: You know why?
- Nurse Amy: Why?
- Marco: Because it's the painting of the sky he saw from his sanitarium window when he was manic.
- Nurse Amy: Really?
- Marco: Yeah. You don't believe me, go look it up.
- Nurse Amy: I believe you.
- Marco: Well, when you go out tonight, and you look at the sky and you see how dull it is, think about if you would've medicated Van Gogh!
- Carla: I'm just trying to figure out who I am, you know, because I don't feel like myself anymore. Even when I go off the medication, I don't feel like myself.
- Marco: They call me Luna. Because my mind moves in tune with the lunar shifts. They call me a lunatic... because my biological clock's a time bomb that ticks down to the minute the full moon's lit. And I just got out of the loony bin, and I haven't been taking my medication, so I'm about as unstable as if nitro raped glycerin. More insane than Batman's Riddler if Jim Carrey had played him without taking his Ritalin. I'll leave you riddles sicker than a crossword puzzle written by Jack The Ripper. Full of clues as to how I'm gonna kill you which I will do right before you figure it out so I can stick it on the ground next to your dead body and let the detectives finish filling it out!
- Marco: It just seems stupid, somehow, to just want to put a bunch of books together in one place. That just seems like in-the-box thinking to me.
- Marco: The sun shined as bright as its flame could blaze Trying so hard each day to reach down And touch each face. But they all turned away, bitterly squinting, wincing, so no matter how much it reached out to the human race, it knew it would always be estranged.
- Marco: [on phone] Hello, 911? I'm being held here unlawfully at a police station at...
- [Officer hangs his phone up]
- Officer Fred: That was your one call.
- Marco: But I didn't call outside the station, so it doesn't count.
- Officer Fred: [reciprocates] Hmm.
- Carla: One day the sun cast onto the world" to show its image in different light. All the lines were in place but in between no shape or shades, just shadows of the past cast against an aging brain, fading with the sunset's dying rays... Wiping away all trace of yesterday.
- Carla: Please, God, let me feel what you feel. I will stare up into the sky with wide open eyes until you burn through my irises and touch my mind with your fire.
- Marco: You think it's a coincidence that Nostradamus and the Mayans both predicted that? No. They saw where the planet was going. They saw everyone around them cutting down more and more trees. They saw humanity becoming a disease.
- Marco: I fancy the delight... of what it might be like to be thought of as the Anti-Christ. Anti-body to humanity. Because, God damn it, if you handed me the planet, I'd give it such an apocalyptic rinse - that would rid it of these lice.
- George: If they signed up for a dating website, you know, and they put down "mentally ill," it's not like they're going to attract a whole lot of people saying, "Oh, that's my soul mate."
- Marco: you don't need to be afraid of the apocalypse because... it's gonna happen, no matter what. In fact, it's already happening.
- Marco: [to Dr. Strinsky] I'm not sick. I can understand why you'd be here; you look very sick to me. There's no life in your face. You look like you're about to tip over. And if you ask me, you know, you don't need, uh... electric shock therapy. You need some jumper cables attached to a Mack truck to latch to your face to light up those dull eyes of yours.
- Carla: The fire went out... black, not even the smoke to sniff up the memory of last night's wild sight and resurrect its magic back, sun-burnt on the tip of a matchstick with one flick of God's finger, as all eternal blows out... Lost in shadows... Surround my lips like vicious flint with thrilled flicks licked with silk... It's going up in flames... As my spirit spreads! Get away my brains like stretching... Chain... Can't have wings... Wildfires rising high in my eyes... So wild... Fire irises. I'm a flame. I'm a flame!