You and me will read a book and find three interesting things that we remember. But Colin finds everything intriguing. He reads a book about presidents and he remembers more of it because everything he reads clicks in his head as fugging interesting.

They like their coffee like they like their ex-boyfriends: bitter.

You can't not like "The Great Gatsby." It's got the best sentences in, like, ever.

Why don’t we break up? I guess I stay with her because she stays with me. And that’s not an easy thing to do.

You should see it. V for Vendetta I mean. "I'll look it up." No. With Me. At my house. Now

You can’t know, sweetie, because you’ve never had a baby become a brilliant young reader with a side interest in horrible television shows, but the joy you bring us is so much greater than the sadness we feel about your illness.

The internet is necessarily public. It can be filtered-public or censored-public, but it necessarily has to be open and available.