Robyn Carr

“We’re adults. I might be a little more of an adult if you’re counting years but I bet I have a lower IQ, so that puts us pretty much even.”

“She’d never been any kind of camper, never had been good at relieving a full bladder on a whim. Never had quite figured out that squat; it seemed like she’d always wet her right foot.”

“You should get a better boyfriend. One with an IQ higher than a turnip.”

“I’ll always be your friend,” he said. “Your best friend, if you let me. But I want to be your lover, too.” He groaned and shifted in his chair. “Soon. I want to be that soon.” Then a look came over him. “Oh Gina…I didn’t even court you! God, I should date you first before I beg you to take off your clothes!”

“Sarah, I’m going to take care of you whether you like it or not.”

“Isn’t he cute? That he thinks he has a sense of humour?”

“It turns out the mark of a happy life isn't staying just one step ahead of the grim reaper. It's knowing you're strong.”

“It didn’t take much to turn a man solitary-being the new guy too often, being controversial now and then, a couple of unsuccessful attempts at a lasting relationship with a woman…”

“My best advice is this - by the time you meet your Maker, and may it be a long, long time from now, I hope you can close your eyes on a life where you did your damn best and tried your damn hardest. It's not winning that's really winning. It's never giving up.”

“We’ll make out for a while and you’ll feel better.”

“Tom, how many children do you think I have to have before I figure out you get them by having sex?""Of course there would be protection," he offered."Tons of it.”

“How do you know?”“Well, I don’t, I’m making this up, but I bet I’m right.”

“Tom. Tom, look at me. Has Nora agreed to marry you?""No, but she will because she has to.”

“She has to agree to have me. It could take some time, but I’m confident I can trick her into it.”

“Your big scary husband is crying.”

“Peyton, I’m not married and you’re not a lesbian. Think of the possibilities.”

“Big surprise, I put you to sleep. Don’t feel bad. It happens all the time.”

“However, I have to warn you, I kind of like that you find me irresistible.”“Did I say that?” he asked, a slight tint creeping up his stubbled cheeks. “I didn’t say that! I find you completely resistible.”

“Marry me. You'll learn to love me, I promise.”

“You dance?”“I think that might be overly optimistic,” he said. “I do something. I’ll try not to hurt you.”