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.

God knows what possessed me, but having that science book in my hand propelled me to immediate action. So I hit her with it.

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

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

We look at each other for a moment and for once I feel awkward. It's not that I'm not into humility; I've just never had to practise it.

Josie, life is not a Mills and Boon book. People fall out of love. People disappoint other people and they find it very hard to forgive.

Don't let anyone take care of you. Can you maybe leave that for me to do? I mean, take care of you? Feel free to take care of me in return... because I think I'll need you to do that.