I mean, like most guys, you carry around this girl in your head, who is exactly who you want her to be. The person you think you will love the most. And every girl you are with gets measured against this girl in your head.

Dumped doesn't even begin to describe it. If you're going to use a trash metaphor, incinerated is more like it.

Can we try to be wise with each other for a very long time?

No one would want to read a book in which I explain the science of cloning because it would be very dull and it would also make no sense.

We're better off. But I don't know if the world's better off. I don't know if the two are the same thing.

We believe in the wrong things. That's what frustrates me the most. Not the lack of belief, but the belief in the wrong things. You want meaning? Well, the meanings are out there. We're just so damn good at reading them wrong.

People are like that, judging you before they know you.