“What a magnificent body, how I should like to see it on the dissecting table.”
“I will turn human anatomy into roses and stars and sea. I will dissect the beloveds body in metaphor.”
“There are things I didn't see before, like how nice it is to have someone around. Not the white knight whisking you away, but the fellow who sits at your table every night and tells you what he is thinking.”
“Whatever the truth is, I don’t see how it will help me get food on the table.”
“Dissect him how I may, then, I but go skin deep; I know him not, and never will.”
“No matter what, that friendship is real. No matter how much you dissect it, or talk about it, or analyze it, it'll always be real.”