Gone were my girlish ideas about romantic love and my later ideas about sexual love. From Yi, I learned to appreciate deep-heart love.

I know a lot about cars, man. I can look at any car&#39;s headlights and tell you exactly which way it&#39;s coming.

His toes were making little squelching noises, each time he took a step, and what if the last thing you knew before you died was just some pathetic discomfort like that, like your shoes were soaked and your socks were wet, and you weren’t ever going to get to change them? Rydell

I figure the faster I pedal, the faster I can retire.

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