Why, you mean you didn’t get abducted and dragged across country purely to make us a story for us to chew over endlessly?” asked Pip, tossing his shock of tow-colored hair indignantly. “The nerve!
Push my buttons, and I’ll push you off a bridge.
I have a theory that as human beings get older, chemicals are released into the brain to prepare us for the end. Sort of like how the nurse lubes your ass up before the anus-cam. It makes the whole thing a lot easier to swallow. Easier, not enjoyable.
I suppose the latest thing is to sit back and let Mr. Nobody from Nowhere make love to your wife.
Sometimes when I have the feeling like I’m almost crying, it can turn into an almost-laughing feeling.
Luckily we don’t sleep standing. Who knows where the dream will take us!
Marriage is not a process for prolonging the life of love, sir. It merely mummifies its corpse.
He’s asleep in the harbor, disguised as dog shit.
Was she on some sort of Candid Camera version of This is Your Sucky Love Life?
Simon: So were you following me? Or is it just an amazing coincidence that you happened to be on the roof of a building I was walking by when I got attacked?
Jace: I was following you.
Simon: Is this the part where you tell me you’re secretly in love with me?