Oh well, maybe the only beauty left in cities is in the oil slicks on the road and maybe there isn't any beauty left in the people who live in these places.
I mean, what do people talk about when they're married?" "Their kids, I guess." "Maybe that's all they have in common.
It doesn't matter to me. We're still cousins in our own way. Blood's just something old people talk about to make you feel bad.
Dean: Don't you find that somewhat of an aberration? Doesn't this disturb you my dear? After all, it's not normal. Molly: I know it's not normal for people in this world to be happy, and I'm happy.
