“I just want you to know that you’re very special… and the only reason I’m telling you is that I don’t know if anyone else ever has.”

“I don’t think I’m special. I want you to know that,” Odile says sharply. “I don’t think I’m better than everybody else.”

“Gracie. I don’t want this to be about sex. Us. You’re so much more to me than that. I just want you to know. So if you don’t want to do this, please tell me. I’m perfectly content to just hold you in my arms all night.”

“How could I not love you? No one has ever affected me like you do. When you told me goodbye last month, I tried to let you go. I told myself it was the best thing for you because you wanted it. But you’re wrong, Dori. I’m good for you even if you don’t know it yet. I know because I’ve never been good for anyone before.”

“I can’t tell you just how wonderful she is. I don’t want you to know. I don’t want any one to know.”

“What do you know that you’re not telling me?""I don’t know what you know, so I don’t know what you don’t know.”