“Love doesn’t spend its time watering your plants. But it might bubblegum swank monkey mouth with you—twice.”

“an English girl might well believethat time is how you spend your love.”

“I am carrying the whimper you can hear when the mouth is collapsed, the wisdom of monkeys. Ask a glass of water why it pities the rain. Ask the lunatic yard dog why it tolerates the leash. Brothers and sisters, when you spend your nights out on a limb, there’s a chance you’ll fall in your sleep.”

“Love? Love is like holding water in your hands. You might have it for a time, but it escapes, leaving you with nothing.”

“Time is how you spend your love.”

“And I’ve been your monkey ever since. (Vik)Nah. You’re not my monkey, Vik. You’re my bitch. (Devyn)Of course I am. And I’ll remember that the next time your shower door is stuck and you want me to open it…Wait. That does make me your bitch, doesn’t it? Damn, I’m whipped. (Vik)”