“One popular connection was enough for him,ya think?" I asked the bronze Mary above me. "If you Phillites are scary now, I can only imagine what you were like a hundred years ago."No shocker, she didn't respond. The guard, however, gave me the hairy eyeball.”

“I'm the one who got hit by that car, not you,' I tell him. 'Don't act like you're the victim here. You made choices I didn't ask you to make. I'm not sure anyone asked you to make them.' I'm screaming the words, not caring that the entire world can probably hear me. 'You think I like limping everywhere I go? I don't. I'm the victim! Be honest with me! You didn't care about me enough to trust me. I gave you my heart, but it wasn't enough.”

“He gives me the hairy eyeball, and asks me to help him find his pancreas.”

“Stay away from him! I haven’t gone near him! His fiancé however keeps following me around. Although now she knows I’m one of his ex’s I don’t think she will be anymore” “What did you tell her?” “I didn’t tell her anything. Just that we dated a few years ago and it meant nothing”

“Me? I want you to be sure." he said."You," Livia whispered. "Me." His eyes were full of intent. "Always you." Livia gave him her biggest, heartfelt smile. "Five hundred." Blake touched her face as if she might be a mirage and smiled back only when she didn't disappear.”

“God didn't put you on this earth to do only one thing. You can do all the many things your heart desires."I just want to add that my grandfather told me that many years ago. He was a preacher, a teacher and a realtor. I had asked him why he did so many different things (I was 5 years old) and that's what he told me. I've never forgotten those words.”