“They do not desire anything more than everything they have known.”

“When you are in a car, bitch or no bitch, you can do anything you desire as long as you remain on your side.”

“You can't love anything more than something you miss.”

“This is love, she thought, isn't it? When you notice someone's absence and hate that absence more than anything? More, even, than you love his presence?”

“You do not have to utter anything you do not want to utter,” I told her, and she said, “Then I would never utter another word again.” “You do not have to do anything that you do not want to do.” “Then I would never do anything again.”

“It's the tragedy of loving, you can't love anything more than something you miss.”

“No, I do not like music. (But what she really was trying to say was this: I like music better than anything in the world, after you.)”