Ask the Passengers Quotes

“All those people who are chained here thinking that their reputations matter and this little shit matters are so freaking shortsighted. Dude, what matters is that you're happy. What matters is your future. What matters is that we get out of here in one piece. What matters is finding the truth of our own lives, not caring about what other people think is the truth of us.”
― A.S. King, Ask the Passengers

“I am equal to a baby and to a hundred year old lady. I am equal to an airline pilot and a car mechanic. I am equal to you. You are equal to me. It's that universal.
Except that it's not.”
― A.S. King, Ask the Passengers

“Look, this is a loan. I don't know if love is something I will run out of one day. I don't know if I should be giving it all to you guys or not. Today, I feel like maybe I should have kept some for myself for days when no one else loves me.”
― A.S. King, Ask the Passengers

“But it feels good to love a thing and not expect anything back. It feels good to not get an argument or any pushiness or any rumors or any bullshit. It's love without strings. It's ideal.”
― A.S. King, Ask the Passengers

“How can we say nobody's perfect if there is no perfect to compare to? Perfection implies that there really is a right and wrong way to be. And what type of perfection is the best type? Moral perfection? Aesthetic? Physiological? Mental?”
― A.S. King, Ask the Passengers

“How many things do I have to invent in my head to survive this?”
― A.S. King, Ask the Passengers

“I want my life to be easier than this. I mean, I know I'm not some starving kid who has to wash clothes in the Ganges for a nickel, but today just sucks.”
― A.S. King, Ask the Passengers

“You know that saying about how you don’t know what you have until it’s gone? I already did know what I had, and now that she’s gone, I know even more.”
― A.S. King, Ask the Passengers

“She smiled at me, and I never forgot it. Or more accurately, I always remembered it.”
― A.S. King, Ask the Passengers

“Everybody's always looking for the person they're better than”
― A.S. King, Ask the Passengers

“Cancer doesn’t give a shit how much you want to live. If it wants to kill you, it will.”
― A.S. King, Ask the Passengers

“I'm not questioning *my* sexuality as much as I'm questioning the strict definitions and boxes of all *sexualities* and why we care so much about other people's intimate business.”
― A.S. King, Ask the Passengers

“Some of you have it ingrained in you. You weren't born with it. No baby has hate for anything. We were all babies once, right? This little guy doesn't care what country you were born in or what religion you might practice or how much you weigh or who you might love.”
― A.S. King, Ask the Passengers

“I don’t have enough gross words in my gross vocabulary to describe how gross that gross thought is. Gross.”
― A.S. King, Ask the Passengers

“Dude, what matters is if you're happy. What matters is your future. What matters is that we get out of here in one piece. What matters is finding the truth of our own lives, not caring about what other people think is the truth of us.”
― A.S. King, Ask the Passengers

“If only you’d stop thinking there’s such a thing as perfect, then you’d feel a lot better about yourself.”
― A.S. King, Ask the Passengers

“I only hope that for right now, you remember that there is no place for hate in a happy life. I don’t care who you are, where you come from or what God you believe in. I can guarantee you that if you hate, you will never achieve true happiness.”
― A.s. King, Ask the Passengers

“I realized too late that gossip can’t kill you unless you let it.”
― A.S. King, Ask the Passengers

“I place us where we are a happy couple who are madly in love, and we are kissing the way people kiss on their wedding day. With joy and relief and love. Without guilt. Without Shame.”
― A.S. King, Ask the Passengers

“maybe if people weren't so careless, then nothing would need to be caged.”
― A.S. King, Ask the Passengers

“Here's to bullshit.”
― A.S. King, Ask the Passengers

“No. Frank Socrates doesn’t have conditions, because he’s dead. He loves me unconditionally.”
― A.S. King, Ask the Passengers

“And i wish I didn't have to lie so much. I don't think Frank Socrates would approve of all this lying.

I think Frank would want me to cause a lot more trouble than that.”
― A.S. King, Ask the Passengers

“I stare out the window and smile because just dreaming it is nice… even if it doesn't happen. Just dreaming it is nice.”
― A.S. King, Ask the Passengers

“Can I admit I’m a little freaked out that Socrates only has one name? I know that’s how it was done in those days, but it bugs me. I can’t tell if it’s his last name or his first name or what. And it can’t be shortened—except to Sock, which is completely stupid. I want him to have a more familiar name—something laid back and modern, so I can relate to him better. So I stare at the picture in my book of the curly-bearded guy with the pug nose, and by the end of study hall, I name him Frank. Frank Socrates. Makes him more huggable.”
― A.S. King, Ask the Passengers

“Look at our culture. Look at the computer-enhanced people we compare ourselves to. Look at the expensive cars and trinkets we're all supposed to have. Look at how many people are wrapped up in that! Imagine how much money and worry we'd save ourselves if we stopped caring what kind of car we drove! and why do we care? perfection. But there is no such thing, is there? And if there is, then everyone is perfect in their own way, right?”
― A.S. King, Ask the Passengers

“Instead of replying with my usual open-your-mind speech, I send love to my mother. Mom, I love you even though you are a critical, unforgiving horror show. This casserole sucks, but I like the way you roasted the walnuts.”
― A.S. King, Ask the Passengers

“You're not being dramatic. This hurts.”
― A.S. King, Ask the Passengers

“And if any of you has a problem with any of it, then it's *your* problem. Being gay is hard enough without having to worry about your family being weird about it.”
― A.S. King, Ask the Passengers

“I think today is already sucky enough without splinters in my ass.”
― A.S. King, Ask the Passengers