The most confused we ever get is when we're trying to convince our heads of something our heart knows is a lie.

The only reality you can control is the one you're willing to face.

You, Ms. Lane, are a menace to others! A walking, talking catastrophe in pink!

Sometimes I worry that there’s not enough room in my brain for both my dreams and reality that I’m a hard drive with limited gigabytes and one day I won’t be able to maintain the firewall between them. I wonder if that’s what senility is.

Four: If you try to force yourself into my head, I will force myself into your pants.

Temptation isn't a sin that you triumph over once, completely and then you're free. Temptation slips into bed with you each night and helps you say your prayers. It wakes you in the morning with a friendly cup of coffee, and knows exactly how you take it.

Yes, I have loved, Ms. Lane, and although it's none of your business, I have lost. Many things.