“Are we getting close to a rest stop?" Loerlai wants to know."We just stopped an hour ago!" Michael protests from the driver's seat."Well, gee, my apologies for being the only one on this trip with female issues," she spits back hostilely.”

“The greenhouse effect I am knowing;To protest right now I am going,But oh my gee whiz,I'm going that is,If only it ever stops snowing.”

“Without a driver this bus is lost. Our lives are over. Come aboard if your destination is oblivion - it should be our next stop. We can sit together. You can have the window seat, if you want. But it's a sad view.”

“If I want my marriage to survive this honeymoon road trip I know I have to stop offering my special helpful tips for driving in foreign lands. So now, whenever we are heading into a traffic situation where I think my opinion could be particularly useful, I just take a deep breath and close my eyes. I'm learning to be a good wife.”

“I have this halfway place, a rest stop on the road to sleep, where I can stay for hours. I don't even need to close my eyes, just stay safe under the covers and breathe.”

“I love her. I know she loves me. And despite what Julia thinks is good for us, I want her to wait for me. We need to be together. We have to be together. If I don't stop her from walking away right now, I'll regret it for the rest of my life.”