“Romance no longer looked like so much fun, more like a repetitive stress injury…”

“She knew that when she got old it would be more fun to look back on a life of romance and adventure than a life of quiet habits. But looking back was easy. It was the doing that was painful. There were plenty of things she would like to look back on but wasn't willing to risk ...”

“But if you have so much fun, then why don't you get together more than once a month?'She looked at me like a wise old owl and winked. 'Do something too often and it stops being special.”

“...It’s pretty simple, really: having fun can only led to having more fun-- it cannot led to injury, pain, or dismemberment.”

“Like I've always said, love wouldn't be blind if the braille weren't so damned much fun.”

“Funny how we think of romance as always involving two, when the romance of solitude can be ever so much more delicious and intense.”