I don't know why it's so hard for me to say those three words. Most guys throw it around like breath, like bait.

Landon Loucas Maxfield was asleep on his sofa. With me.

LUCAS: I've done a couple from memory but they aren't the same. Can't quite get the shape of your jaw. The line of your neck. And your lips. I need to spend more time staring at them and less time tasting them. ME: I can't say i agree with that notion. LUCAS: More of both, then.

No matter what grief or loss takes place, most of life flows on all around us, as though nothing's changed. At some point in our sorrow, we each make a choice to sink or swim. There's no alternative.

I've been known to slum it and shop in the gag-him-and-bag-him aisles, believe it or not.

Good God, what did he not remember?

The key to lying skillfully is never lie to yourself.