I require distance from the past in order to grasp the future.

Reminds me of the red dress you wore the first time I had you. That was it for me, you know. You devastated me. There was no coming back from that.

You’re my wife, Eva. I don’t care if anyone else knows it or not, I know it. And I want to come home to you, have coffee in the morning with you, zip up the back of your dresses, and unzip them at night.

I'd rather argue with you, angel, then laugh with anyone else.

Why? Why would you do that?” "You have your way of dealing with jealousy and I have mine.

Can I take advantage of you in the limo?” His eyes laughed at me. “By all means, angel mine.

If I was any more pleased with you, I would lose what little remains of my sanity.