“We were getting a divorce. But not from each other. Then we were going to get married. But not to each other.”

“She grew broccoli, and I grew dentures. We were perfect for each other. Our love disappeared into each other like a box of toothpicks.”

“We have no secrets from each other, though sometimes I wish some things were more hidden. What’s more transparent than invisible?”

“At first I thought my wife and I were made for each other. It was as if we came out of the same factory. I think we were made in the USA, because things quickly began falling apart.”

“I want to get married. But first I need to get a divorce.”

“I want to get married, but first I’ll have to get a divorce.”

“We didn’t know each other, but that didn’t stop me from ignoring him.”