“I’m going to lose weight for you,” she [Valencia Merble] said.“What?”“I’m going to go on a diet. I’m going to become beautiful for you.”“I like you just the way you are.”“Do you really?”“Really,” said Billy Pilgrim. He had already seen a lot of their marriage, thanks to time-travel, and knew that it was going to be at least bearable all the way.”

Kurt Vonnegut
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