“Things that are unsightly: birthmarks, infidelity, strangers in one's kitchen. Too much sunlight. Stitches. Missing teeth. Overlong guests.”
“This infidelity thing is too easy. It is the good and the bad.”
“Love is opening up, removing stitches prematurely, letting the wound tremble in the sunlight.”
“You know, I might miss some of your witticisms when you’re gone, but one thing I won’t miss? Your overwhelming sense of melodrama and despair. It’s too much even for me.”
“If you think the memories of the past too much, you will miss creating the new ones!”
“You wake up one morning and there it is, sitting in an old plaid bathrobe in your kitchen, unpleasant and unshaved. You look at it, heart sinking. Madness is a rotten guest.”