I am always saying "Glad to've met you" to somebody I'm not at all glad I met. If you want to stay alive, you have to say that stuff, though.
Get your dirty stinking moron knees off my chest.
Happiness is a solid and joy is a liquid.
How old are you? I asked her. "Old enough to know better." she said.
She's quite intelligent, in my stupidity.
Oh, it's lovely to see you!' Franny said as the cab moved off. 'I've missed you.' The words were no sooner out than she realized that she didn't mean them at all.