You look like a normal person but actually you are the angel of death.

It is so nice when you can sit with someone and not have to talk.

Doesn't matter because the sex thing is already out there so the friendship is ultimately doomed and that is the end of the story.

You're right. You're right. I know you're right.

Don't you have a dark side? I know, you're probably one of those cheerful people who dot their I's with little hearts.

You're right, you're right. I know you're right.

Restaurants are to people in the 80's what theatres were to people in the 60's. I read that in a magazine.

But I'd like the pie heated and I don't want the ice cream on top I want it on the side and I'd like strawberry instead of vanilla if you have it if not then no ice cream just whipped cream but only if it's real if it's out of a can then nothing.

You're right. You're right. I know you're right.

The point is, he just spent $120 on a new nightgown for his wife. I don't think he's ever gonna leave her.

You're saying Mr. Zero knew you were getting a divorce a week before you did?

You are a human affront to all women and I am a woman.

You realize of course that we could never be friends.

Waiter, there is too much pepper on my paprikash. But I would be proud to partake of your pecan pie.

You are a human affront to all women and I am a woman.

I just didn't want to sleep with you, and you had to write it off as a character flaw instead of dealing with the possibility that it might have something to do with you.

I love that you are the last person I want to talk to before I go to sleep at night.

Six years later you find yourself singing Surrey with a fringe on top in front of Ira!

What's the statute of limitations on apologies?

I've been doing a lot of thinking, and the thing is, I love you.