“What happened to romance? sappy soppy longhand love letters.”

“It's easier to fake it. When you fake it for sixteen years, it becomes part of you, something you don't think about.”

“I can't go on like this”

“The whole thing was like a divorce. When we divided everything up, Courtney got my dignity, and I got the heartache.”

“Of course, maybe I'd end up like one of those crazy old people with, like, sixty cats. And one day, the neighbors would complain about the smell, and it would turn out I'd died and the cats had eat...”

“Everyone can use a little beauty.”

“Arms wrapped around [Darcy's] abdomen from the back. Fingers felt for the spot above his navel. Two fists pushed in and upward. Darcy felt a violent squeezing sensation. The offending prawn shot ou...”

“After that hard winter, one could not get enough of the nimble air. Every morning I wakened with a fresh consciousness that winter was over. There were none of the signs of spring for which I used ...”

“He realized that when he had been afraid to change he had been holding on to the illusion of Old Cheese that was no longer there”

“Where to start?Everything cracks and shakes,The air trembles with similes,No one world's better than another;the earth moans with metaphors.”