"She didn't make me miserable, or anxious, or ill at ease. You know, it sounds boring, but it wasn't. It wasn't spectacular either. It was just good. But really good."
"I can see now I never really committed to Laura. I always had one foot out the door, and that prevented me from doing a lot of things, like thinking about my future and... I guess it made more sense to commit to nothing, keep my options open. And that's suicide. By tiny, tiny increments."
"I'm not the smartest guy in the world, but I'm certainly not the dumbest. I mean, I've read books"
"You are as abandoned and noisy as any character in a porn film, Laura. You are Ian's plaything, responding to his touch with shrieks of orgasmic delight. No woman in the history of the world is having better sex than sex you are having with Ian... in my head."
"I was jealous of other men in her design department. I became convinced that she was going to leave me for one of them. Then she left me for one of them."
"I miss her smell, and the way she tastes. It's a mystery of human chemistry and I don't understand it, some people, as far as their senses are concerned, just feel like home."
"I accept and understand that you can't be good at everything. And I am tragically unskilled in some very important areas. But sex is different; knowing that a successor is better in bed is impossible to take, and I don't know why"
"I can see everything once it's already happened--I'm very good at the past. It's the present I can't understand."
"So what am I going to do now, just keep jumping from rock to rock for the rest of my life, until there aren’t any more rocks left? Should I bolt everytime I get that feeling in my gut when I meet someone new? I’ve been thinking with my gut since I was 14 years old, and frankly speaking, I’ve come to the conclusion that my guts have shit for brains."
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