“...the city is just too big and too full of people to be alone.”

“Maybe. Because he’s got to try. Because she is too interesting, too beautiful not to even do anything.”

“Please let there be a heaven for everything that is too pitiful to believe.”

“...and realizes how there are all these moments, moments like just this one, there are all these moments, and how everyone lives their lives in these short, all-too-short moments. There are all these moments and what's so interesting, what makes them beautiful, is the fact that none of them last.”

“We’re adults,” he says quickly. “I’m only here to work. I won’t bother you or anything.”“Fine,” she says. “Great.”“Great,” he repeats.“We’re too good of work friends anyways.”“We are?”“I mean, we’re probably too much alike,” she says.“Yeah, it would be too weird. If things didn’t work out.”“These things never work out,” she says.“Exactly,” he says.“Exactly.”“Right,” he adds. “Exactly.”“And who needs all the weirdness?”

“I'm still trying to figure things out too. All I know is a couple of very unimportant things.”

“People are just greedy animals, after all.”