I don't want to do anything. I don't even want to start this day because then I'll just be expected to finish it.

I'd rather be broken than wasted.

She heard the very beginning of a smile in his voice--a fetal smile--and it very nearly killed her.

But the explanations fell apart in her hands. Everything true was too hard to write--he was too much to lose. Everything she felt for him was too hot to touch.

(Because being assaulted with maxi pads is a great way to win friends and influence people.)

Jennifer to Beth: Ech. I don't like Tom Cruise. Beth to Jennifer: Me neither. But I usually like Tom Cruise movies. Jennifer to Beth: Me too... Huh, maybe I do like Tom Cruise. But I hate feeling pressured to find him attractive. I don't. Beth to Jennifer: Nobody does. It's a lie perpetuated by the American media. Tom Cruise and Julia Roberts. Jennifer to Beth: Men don't like Julia Roberts? Beth to Jennifer: Nope. Her teeth scare them. Jennifer to Beth: Good to know.

A landline is an anchor - busy signals, long distance bills, missed connections and all.