“So, you're single. I'm single. Let's mingle”

“If you're single, then I'm single?" What's that supposed to be? Lyrics to a pop song?”

“What if I'm destined to be single for the rest of my life, and you're upsetting the balance of nature and God's plan?”

“So you're in love with her?' she went on. A word again ... When the minds have learnt to mingle, when no thought is wholly one's own, and each has taken too much of the other ever to be entirely himself alone; when one has reached the beginning of seeing with a single eye, loving with a single heart, enjoying with a single joy; when there can be moments of identity and nothing is separate save bodies that long for one another ... When there is that, where is the word? There is only the inadequacy of the word that exists.'We love one another,' I said.”

“The journey of a thousend miles startes with a single step. So lets get walking!”

“You feel like telling him you're not single in the way that he thinks you're single. After all, you have yourself.”