The problem in this case was you can't be a middle-aged virgin in America without something being wrong with you. People can't conceive of a virtue in someone else that they can't conceive in themselves. Instead of believing you're stronger, it's so much easier to imagine you're weaker.

There was no real sense of life because she had nothing to contrast it with.

Honest is how I want to look. The truth doesn't glitter and shine.

If you ask me, reincarnation is just another way to procrastinate.

Could you hold the chainsaw a bit closer to your mouth, please?

When I see people talking on the internet about me or my work it's almost always more a description of themselves and so I never really think of myself as anything more than just who I always was.

Maybe this is why Misty loved him. Loved you. Because you believed in her so much more than she did. You expected more from her than she did from herself.