“I don't know about you, but I only have one life, and I don't want to spend it in a sewer of injustice.”

“I have to go. I have a finite amount of life left and I don't want to spend it arguing with you.”

“You asked about love. I don't know about love, Daphne. I just know I don't want anything but you. I don't want to anywhere but with you.”

“You asked me about love. I don't know about love, Daphne. I just know I don't want anything but you. I don't want to be anywhere but with you.”

“I don't want to die and come back and not remember your face, Will. I don't want to spend another lifetime not knowing who you are!”

“I don't have any regrets, really, except that one. I wanted to write about you, about us, really. Do you know what I mean? I wanted to write about everything, the life we're having and the lives we might have had. I wanted to write about all the ways we might have died.”