Sweeter after difficulty.
My dad was a weather man.[Why are you so handsome?]
You’re so afraid of life hurting you again that you’ve stopped living.
You know what’s ironic? I thought you, of all people, would know not to judge a book by its cover.[to Loretta]
This is the very first time I’ve ever seen you totally unafraid. And alive.[to Loretta]
This is not a romance novel.
Only a fool chooses their horse by its color.
Jungles eat people like us.[to Alan]
Watch now on:
I’m a woman. I can’t mansplain anything.[to Alan]
I’m a feminist, and I think a woman can do anything a man can do.
