“Spencer, it’s just no use. I know I’m gonna fail.” “Bullshit. That’s your disease talking, man. That’s your disease wanting you to get high again. Your disease wants to isolate you, to get you all alone so it can kill you. That’s what it wants, but that’s not what you want.” “Spencer, I don’t have a disease. This is not like fucking cancer. This is my choice.” “You’re right,” he says. “Right now, what you do is up to you. Once you get high, though, then you’ve got no more choices. You get high and you lose everything. But you have a real shot at building a great life
