People worry more about girls, for a good reason: I don't think my parents thought I was going to be raped by a classmate or attacked when I was walking alone in some neighborhood. So it's not just paranoid parents.

Someone can break your heart, leave you dead on the lawn, and still you never learn what to say to stop it all over again.

This toast feels raw. Is it safe to eat raw toast?

I know you can't see it, not you, Ed, but maybe if I tell you the whole plot you'll understand it this once, because even now I want you to see it. I don't love you anymore, of course I don't, but there's still something I can show you. You know I want to be a director, but you never truly see the movies in my head and that, Ed, is why we broke up.

Bad circumstances have a way of ruining things that would otherwise be pleasant.

The trouble with talking about irony is, it's such a slippery thing that the second you start talking about it, you're a better example of it than you are an analyst.

It is a lonely feeling when someone you care about becomes a stranger.