Left alone with the dial tone...excuse me, operator, why is no one listening?

Oh God, Frankie, I breathe in rhythm with that man. You think that's not my flesh and blood after all these years?

One day" came. Because finally I understood.

No chance. It'd be like cutting off our hands." "Then learn to live without your hands." "No, because then we won't be able to do this," Ben says, giving him the finger [...]

How can you just forget a person completely until the moment you see his face again?

Just say up on the hill is the meaning of life and someone knew it and they wanted everyone else to enjoy it. So they put a red vinyl sofa up there.

Phaedra of Alonso’s death was a never-ending pain that gnawed at his insides. It made him a prisoner in his own cottage.