I don't understand the point of being together if you're not the happiest.

There's a difference between really loving someone and loving the idea of her.

Because isn’t that the point of every relationship: to be known by someone else, to be understood? He gets me. She gets me. Isn’t that the simple magic phrase?

My dad had limitations. That's what my good-hearted mom always told us. He had limitations, but he meant no harm. It was kind of her to say, but he did do harm.

Tampon commercial, detergent commercial, maxi pad commercial, windex commercial - you'd think all women do is clean and bleed.

Love makes you want to be a better man—right, right. But maybe love, real love, also gives you permission to just be the man you are.

...and you drink a little too much and try a little too hard. And you go home to a cold bed and think, 'That was fine'. And your life is a long line of fine.

Something bad was about to happen. My wife was being clever again.

Can you imagine, finally showing your true self to your spouse, your soul mate, and having him not like you?

We will have a happy marriage if it kills him.

I know, I know, I'm being a girl.

Music gives infinite strength.

[Present over perfect is] about rejecting the myth that every day is a new opportunity to prove our worth, and about the truth that our worth is inherent, given by God, not earned by our hustling.

I am starting to talk fast now, and I have to remember to slow down because when I get excited, I start to sound like myself and my American accent goes away.

I survived my childhood by birthing many separate identities to stand in for one another in times of great stress and fear.

Our modern states are preparing for war without even knowing the future enemy.

The happiness of life is made up of minute fractions - the little, soon forgotten charities of a kiss or a smile, a kind look or heartfelt compliment.

Since PTSD is being exposed to death and the death of someone close, I felt really close to [the soldiers].

Of course I'm trying to trick you! That's the way of the world, Baudelaires. Everyone runs around with their secrets and their schemes, trying to outwit everyone else.

You've always got to be smart enough to go 'Well they're going to have to bring some of their own in'. We don't want to be a monopoly where we get shoved out, it has to be symbiotic.

There are so many people in the closet, and we are giving them an opportunity to come out of the closet and just admit they like to smoke.