Everything was dragging me toward the arts; even the study of modern philosophy suggested that philosophy was nonsense. - Steve Martin

Defendant running for exit. Not to escape, but out of disgust. Judge wearing NOTHING under his robes.

For a while, Mirabelle believes there will be a moment when he will cave in and let himself love her, but eventually she lets the idea go. She hits bottom. She dwells in the muck for several months, not depressed exactly, but involved in a mourning that at first she thinks is for Ray but soon realizes is for the loss of her old self.

When I moved out of the house at eighteen, I rarely called home to check up on my parents or tell them how I was doing. Why? The answer shocks me as I write it: I didn’t know I was supposed to.