“...never lie about my age because I want credit for every damned year.”

“Do you honestly want credit because you didn’t do anything to a helpless female?”“No! Yes. No, damn it—”

“Memory is a funny thing. When I was in the scene, I hardly paid it any mind. I never stopped to think of it as something that would make a lasting impression, certainly never imagined that eighteen years later I would recall it in such detail. I didn't give a damn about the scenery that day. I was thinking about myself. I was thinking about the beautiful girl walking next to me. I was thinking about the two of us together, and then about myself again. It was the age, that time of life when every sight, every feeling, every thought came back, like a boomerang, to me. And worse, I was in love. Love with complications. The scenery was the last thing on my mind.”

“Okay, so I lied about my age. Everybody does.”

“It's better to have loved and lost than to be nagged about buying a damn anniversary gift every year.”

“I’d collaborate with my clones, because I’m a team player who wants all the credit.”