Happyish. Well, happyish isn't so bad.' 'It's the most we can hope for.

Why can’t you just love me? Why can’t you just be in love with me?

I'm not the consolation prize, Dex. I'm not something you resort to. I happen to think I'm worth more than that.

I'm just not prepared to be treated like this anymore.' 'Treated like what?' She sighed, and it was a moment before she spoke. 'Like you always want to be somewhere else, with someone else.

Imagine staying awake all night not because you're worried about the future but because it's FUN

And you stupid, stupid woman, stupid for caring, stupid for thinking that he cared.

To have had fame, even very minor fame, and to have lost it, got older and maybe put on a little weight is a kind of living death.