“If a building were shaped like a body, I’d imagine you’d exit out the rear.”
“I’ve only imagined seeing you again. That you’d come to my home. That I’d run into you on the street. That I’d look up, and you’d be there, and you’d be well . . . and I’d tell you that I love you.”
“I wish you’d find the exit out of my head.”
“What you’d call stealing, I’d call a mistake. Or, if I were a politician, I’d call it an opportunity, and my privilege.”
“My love for you is shaped like a left foot. And if you pulled my love out of your ass you’d know that.”
“If you were to talk about your nose, I’d take everything you’d say at face value.”