…and Emma Felt Another Small Portion Of

I Love Him, She Thought. I'm Just Not In Love With Him And Also I Don't Love Him. I've Tried, I've Strained To Love Him But I Can't. I Am Building A Life With A Man I Don't Love, And I Don't Know What To Do About It.

Their Friendship Was Like A Wilted Bunch Of Flowers That She Insisted On Topping Up With Water. Why Not Let It Die Instead?

The Problem With All These Fiercely Individualistic Girls Was That They Were All Exactly The Same.

The Fact Was I Loved My Wife To A Degree That I Found Impossible To Express, And So Rarely Did.

You've Got To Stop Letting Women Slip Drugs Into Your Mouth, Dex, It's Unhygienic. And Dangerous. One Day It'll Be A Cyanide Capsule.