You lied about liking cats. How am I supposed to trust you now?[to Aidan]
The greater the spy, the bigger the lie.
That’s the thing about the past. It’s persistent. It can be buried, but still down there, waiting for the right person to come along and dig it up.
Regret for time wasted is wasting more time.
If you can’t find the time, you have to make the time to do the things that are important to you.
I’m in some really big trouble.
Cat ladies always die alone and cats figure it out.[to Elly]