Think for a minute, darling: in fairy tales it's always the children who have the fine adventures. The mothers have to stay at home and wait for the children to fly in the window.

Everything seems simple until you think about it.

You're the oddest person I've ever met, you couldn't get rid of me if you tried.

He made the boxes because he was lonely. He didn't have anyone to love, and he made the boxes so he could love them, and so people would know that he existed, and because birds are free and the boxes are hiding places for the birds so they will feel safe, and he wanted to be free and be safe. The boxes are for him so he can be a bird.

We are often insane with happiness. We are also very unhappy for reasons neither of us can do anything about. Like being separated.

When we met I was wrecked, blasted, and damned, and I am slowly pulling myself together because I can see that you are a human being and I would like to be one, too.

It was silly, wasn't it? But the singing made it not silly.