Getting you a date to prom is so hard that the hypothetical idea itself is used to cut diamonds.

You had been a paper boy to me all these years - two dimensions as a character on the page and two different, but still flat, dimensions as a person. But that night you turned out to be real.

It is saying these things that keeps us from falling apart. And maybe by imagining these futures we can make them real, and maybe not, but either way we must imagine them. The light rushes out and floods in.

I kind of conned you into believing you were falling in love with a healthy person.

I make a gesture that is intended to convey, "Hey, no hurry, talk as long as you'd like," and probably actually conveys, "Hey, look at me! I have spastic hands.

We look back to the most important moment in our history, and that becomes the dividing line between what we were and what we are now.

‎"I go to seek a Great Perhaps.