“I don't think we're fit for visual consumption."Adrian reached up and cranked the rearview mirror his way. "Whatever, I'm gorgeous...wow. I...""Look like shit.”
“I know you followed me. Don't look so surprised. It's called a rearview mirror.”
“I know I shouldn't turn to look at Cicely, no matter how much I want to. So I don't. But I can't stop myself from looking in the rearview mirror, as if looking at her indirectly will help somehow, like looking at an eclipse.”
“You don't look like an alien!' It seemed important to point that out. He arched a brow. 'And what do aliens look like?''Not...not like you,' I sputtered. 'They aren't gorgeous--''You think I'm gorgeous?' He smiled.”
“Fred and George turned to each other and said together, 'Wow, we're identical!''I dunno though, I think I'm still better looking,' said Fred, examining his reflection in the kettle.”
“Look at life through the windshield not the rearview mirror.”