11.If you wake up at a different time, in a different place, could you wake up as a different person?
若在不同時間于不同地點醒來,你會變成不同的人嗎?
12.Why do guys like you and I know what a duvet is? Is this essential to our survival in the hunter-gatherer sense of the world? No. What are we, then? We're consumers. We are by-products of a lifestyle obsession. Murder, crime, poverty…these things don't concern me. What concerns me are celebrity magazines, television with 500 channels, some guy's name on my underwear. Rogaine, viagra, olestra.
我們一定要知道鴨絨墊子嗎?我們一定要字字斟酌嗎?不。那你和我算什么?我們是消費者,我們滿腦子想的都是物質。我不關心兇殺案和貧窮問題,我只關心名人雜志,500個頻道的電視,我內褲上印著誰的名字。生發劑,威爾鋼,減肥藥。
13.Fuck Martha Stewart. Martha's polishing the brass on the Titanic. It's all going down, man. So fuck off with your sofa units and strinne green stripe patterns. I say, never be complete. I say, stop being perfect. I say, let's evolve. Let the chips fall where they may.
去她的瑪莎,瑪莎所造就的世界慢慢沉淪。去你的沙發和綠條紋沙發布。不要讓自己什么都有,不要做完美的人,我們要進化,水來土掩。
14.The things you own end up owning you.
你已經被物質奴役了。
15.I should've been looking for a new condo. I should've been haggling with my insurance company. I should've been upset about my nice, neat flaming little shit. But I wasn't.
我早該另覓公寓,找保險公司辦理賠的,我應該要替我的失去感到難過,可是我沒有。