We all romanticize the people we adore.

I'm a bad boyfriend. She's a bad girlfriend. We deserve each other.

It seemed like forever ago, like we've had this brief but still infinite forever. Some infinities are bigger than other infinities.

What's that?" "The laundry basket?" "No, next to it." "I don't see anything next to it." "It's my last shred of dignity. It's very small.

You know what I hate? The outdoors. I mean, generally. I don't like outside. I'm an inside person. I'm all about refrigeration and indoor plumbing and Judge Judy.

I would argue that stupidity is born out of bad reading, bad teaching and bad thinking!

There are always answers. We just have to be smart enough.