V: What is the sound of one hand clapping?
Zen Master: That depends - is someone clapping with you?

Sometimes two people find themselves at the wrong place at the right time.

Once upon a time, people were talking to graves and nobody batted an eyelid, right?

V: Guess I meant, I dunno... a happier ending... for everyone involved.
Johnny: Here, for folks like us? Wrong city, wrong people.

Would you rather live in peace as Mr. Nobody, die ripe, old and smellin' slightly of urine? Or go down for all times in a glaze of glory, smellin' near like posies, 'thout seein' your thirtieth?