Unexpectedly, a fierce sense of protectiveness comes over me. Except I fight it back because I can hardly look after myself these days.

...the greatest weapon against big stupid men was a sharp mind.

Great to know that I'm in love with a girl with a cool name." "It's Taylor's middle name.

Don't let me outlive this woman. Don't let me exist one moment without her.

She asked me what type of contraceptive I use. Underwear. Keeping it on prevents pregnancy.

What are you doing?" she asked, trying to raise herself. "First, I thought I'd show you what a pity it would be if they cut off my wicked tongue.

I want to be sitting in front of my computer, where you can press a button to block out your junk mail. These two are my junk mail.