# Quote — DBC Pierre, Vernon God Little

> Instead of true joy, I feel waves; the kind that make you look forward to the smell of laundry on a rainy Saturday, the type of drippy hormones that trick you into saying I Love You. Security they fucken call it. Watch out for that shit. Those waves erode your goddam bravery. I even get a wave of gratitude for the judge—go fucken figure. I mean, Judge Gurie's been good to me, but—expand on the bowel thing?—I don't fucken think so.

- Author: [DBC Pierre](https://www.leafyquotes.com/dbc-pierre.md)
- Book: [Vernon God Little](https://www.leafyquotes.com/dbc-pierre/vernon-god-little.md)
- Source: [Wikiquote](https://en.wikiquote.org/wiki/Vernon_God_Little#Act_II._How_I_spent_my_summer_vacation) ([CC BY-SA 4.0](https://creativecommons.org/licenses/by-sa/4.0/))
- Quote page: https://www.leafyquotes.com/dbc-pierre/vernon-god-little/instead-of-true

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> Fate always pays attention to what you think, then slams it up your fucken ass.

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> 'And here's the winning ticket,' says Gibbons. 'Green forty-seven!' A sluggish frenzy breaks through the tent. The kid stops, and drags a mangled pink ticket from his pocket. He squints at it, like it might turn fucken green.

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> "We could turn your situation around three hundred and sixty degrees..."

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