I just don't trust people who have bodies that change with their moods.
Well then you'll never trust the opposite sex again.

You're good enough, Jacob.

She was the most beautiful woman in the world. If she was alive I'd probably be a better person.

I won't push you for it anymore, okay. We'll stick to clever conversation.
A bit of this and that won't hurt.
Yeah, it won't hurt you. It'll drive me bloody crazy.

What is it? A prize or something?
No. It's not a prize and I'm not a prize. But it's mine. It belongs to me and I can only give it away once, and I want to be so sure when it happens. I don't want to say that the first time for me was bad or it didn't mean a thing.

We don't even love each other.
I do a bit, you know.
You do what a bit?
You know. Like you...whatever...love you a bit.
I think I kind of love you too.