You don't look so hot, Adrien." "Yeah, well I'm having a bad heart day." His upper lip curled in a semblance of a smile. "Tell me about it.

I’m never wrong? Who besides Republican presidents and evil masterminds can say that with a straight face?

How did people get over this? They obviously did. Every day someone fell in love with the wrong person and had to pack up all their fragile, misguided hopes and unwanted affection, and move on to the next picnic table.

I thought of the words of the Renaissance philosopher Michel de Montaigne. "If you press me to say why I loved him, I can say no more than because he was he, and I was I.

He was probably selfish in the sack. Probably selfish and greedy and...unsophisticated. And hung like a horse.

The problem with a life spent reading is you know too much.

Cops before breakfast.Before coffee even. As if Mondays weren't bad enough.