“In the end, you have to choose whether or not to trust someone.”

“The thing with giving up is you never know. You never know whether you could have done the job. And I'm sick of not knowing about my life.”

“Why did he have to choose tonight to turn into the perfect husband?”

“Whoever it was, whether I knew them or not, if I could help in some way, I would. I mean, if you can help, you have to help. Don't you think? - Poppy Wyatt”

“Have you ever thought about the grid of Manhattan?'It's like...a metaphor for life. You think you have the freedom to walk anywhere. But in fact... you are strictly controlled. Up or down. Left or right. Nothing in between. No other options.'Life should be like an open space...you should be able to walk in whatever direction you choose.”

“And anyway," I continue, lifting my head nobly, "who-ever it was, whether I knew them or not, if I could help them in some way, I would. I mean, if you can help, you have to help. Don't you think?”

“This is a test, isn't it? It's like choosing out of three caskets in a fairy tale. Everyone knows the rules. You never choose the gold shiny one. Or even the quite impressive silver one. What you're supposed to do is choose the dull little lead one, and then there's a flash of light and it turns into a mountain of jewels”