We (men) would rather lose an arm out a city bus window than tell you simply, “You’re not the one.” We are quite sure you will kill us or yourself or both—or even worse, cry and yell at us.

I have less friends, but I have more Cadbury Eggs.

You already have one asshole, you don't need another one

I want you to be yourself, but not with other dudes.

When we're picking someone who we want to spend a lot of time with, even perhaps for the rest of our lives, we generally try to pick someone who likes to do the things we like to do.

The quickest way to rectify that mistake (choosing the wrong person) is by learning from that, moving on, and choosing much more wisely in the future.

An excuse is a polite rejection. Men are not afraid of 'ruining the friendship.