The Story of Us

Everything that's important in the world is in this bed right now.

We don't have a pea under our mattress. You know what we have? A fucking watermelon!

But the problem in a marriage is... if one person is always Harold, drawing the world the way they want... the other person has no choice but to draw it the way it is.

— A kiss can be so much more intimate than sex.
— Why is that?
— Because fucking means, "Yeah, I love you." But a kiss.... A kiss means, "I like you."

When people say it's nobody's fault, they don't mean that. They mean it's your fault! The nobody's fault things are...hurricanes, earthquakes, tornadoes, acts of God! But when a marriage fails, it's gotta be somebody's fault!

I've always felt no matter what we were going through no matter how painful things got if our feet found each other under the blankets even just the slightest connection it'd tell us we'd entered the demilitarized zone that we were gonna be okay, that we were still an "us."

The loudest silences are the ones... filled with everything that's been said... said wrong, said 300 times.

I keep asking myself: "When is that moment in a marriage... ...when a spoon becomes just a spoon?"

He's just a sandbag against the storm... holding off the inevitable devastation.

We can't stay together just because we... get a glimpse of "us" every once in a while.

I've always been big on happy endings. To me, the most romantic, beautiful love stories... were the ones where two people meet, fall in love... ...then 50, 60 years later one of them dies. A few days after, the other one dies... because they just can't live without each other. Not that that's such a happy ending. You got two dead people.