« The future has no will of its own. We're the ones who make the future. »

« It was also what we recognized as a true friend, a simple girlfriend would have just said nice things to her. »

« - You have a life. Lots of friends. You're normal. What would you be doing if you weren't here? - Well... See... I can see in his head that he's teasing me. - Tonight, my mother welcomes her friends from the literary club. So I miss eight middle-aged women sipping white wine. Is that true? I pouffe. - I miss a one-on-one evening with my father, who would order fried noodles and offer to watch a men's movie, full of testosterone, with him. "And you'd say yes?" -Maybe. Otherwise Jamie Webb had invited me to a Yankees game. And I think Véronique Lasser's having a party. In an envious tone, I whisper: - It's cool. He shrugs. - I prefer the Mets and Veronique's evenings are always missed. He reaches out to take my bare foot in his hand. - You know where I want to be tonight? - Where? - Here. "Oh yes?" - Nowhere else. - Really? - Really. " Me too. »