“We agreed to meet at 4. I meant AM and she meant PM, so we both just stood around thinking we’d been stood up.”

“We stood there, looking at each other, saying nothing. But it was the kind of nothing that meant everything.”

“Daniel?" "Yes.""Did you ever think we were meant not to be together?""No. We are meant to be together. We are just meant to want it very badly.”

“I think we can all agree that sleeping around is a great way to meet people.”

“Not for the first time, I wished both of us could just say what we meant. But that, like so much else, was impossible”

“Arthur finally winds up just linking his arm through mine, real tight, and we walk really slow. There are other people around, but I don’t think it really matters. Dudes used to walk around arm in arm all the time. That just meant they were classy. Classy like Lassie. It’s like, we just so happen to be fellows of style and refinement. We are gentlemen.“We,” I tell Arthur, “are so gentlemanly.”