“Love with complications. Scenery was the last thing on my mind.”

“I was at that age, that time of life when every sight, every feeling, every thought came back, like a boomerang, to me. And worse, I was in love. Love with complications. Scenery was the last thing on my mind.”

“Memory is a funny thing. When I was in the scene, I hardly paid it any mind. I never stopped to think of it as something that would make a lasting impression, certainly never imagined that eighteen years later I would recall it in such detail. I didn't give a damn about the scenery that day. I was thinking about myself. I was thinking about the beautiful girl walking next to me. I was thinking about the two of us together, and then about myself again. It was the age, that time of life when every sight, every feeling, every thought came back, like a boomerang, to me. And worse, I was in love. Love with complications. The scenery was the last thing on my mind.”

“I've tried that love thing for the last time. My heart says no, no! Nobody's supposed to be here, but you came along and changed my mind”

“The last thing she'd wanted was anything as complicated as a relationship, for it felt as though there we're though complication in her life already.”

“My experiences have taught me that things rarely improve with a simple change of scenery.”