“Which of my two critics was I to believe? I didn't worry about it and very soon made up my mind they were both idiots.”
“I used to think all drunks were idiots, but I don't anymore; I've changed my mind about idiots.”
“But the picking out, the choosing. Don't ever think I fell for you, or fell over you. I didn't fall in love, I rose in it. I saw you and made up my mind. My mind.”
“What I didn't say was that each time I picked up a German dictionary or a German book, the very sight of those dense, black, barbed-wire letters made my mind shut like a clam.”
“Once a decision was made, I didn't worry about it afterward...”
“Seth: "I write of love in my novels, write of it well, if my critics and fans are to be believed, but in all of my years at that typewriter, I never found the combination of words that would convey how I felt about you. You were my everything.”