“It'd be better if he were easier to hate.”
“I hated my life. Maybe it'd be easier if I could just die. [pp.119]”
“If girlfriends were knees, I'd love to have both of mine replaced. That way, it'd be easier to run around on them.”
“I hesitate, then put my other hand on top of his. We're partners. Always have been, even when I hate him, when he's a thousand miles away, when he loves my sister... even when it'd be easier to go it alone for good.”
“Why couldn't I have a fatal disease? It'd be so much easier.”
“Don't wish it were easier. Wish you were better.”