Sometimes the only thing that needs to be removed is a memory.

We all have our reasons for rewriting history. Sometimes we need to provide ourselves alibis...(shot of Andrew talking with his friends) Sometimes we wanna hurt someone who has hurt us...(shot of Gaby with her lawyer talking on the phone) And then there are times we just wanna spare ourselves embarrassment... (shot of Lynette talking with other ladies about Parker living the team) Of course, there are some who feel that to rewrite history is just another way to lie... (shot of Howard's wife talking about her husband working late) But what is history anyway... (shot of Mike and Edie at the hospital) but a set of lies agreed upon?

(narrating) Family. There is nothing more important. They're the ones who show up when we are in trouble. The ones who push us to succeed. The ones who help keep our secrets. But what of those who have no family to rely on? What happens to those poor souls who have no loved ones to help them in their hour of need? Well, most learn to walk life's road by themselves. But a sad few of us, simply stop trying.

Our lives are brief. That's why it's important to search for meaning. We find it in our daughter's smile, in the warmth of our friends, or the comfort of our faith. Then, there are those who make their lives meaningful by making a great sacrifice.

This is what rainy days are good for. They make everything clean again. Especially on a street like Wisteria Lane, where everything can get so messy.

(narrating) The act itself never varies, but each kiss conveys a meaning all it's own. It can mean a husband's eternal devotion (shot of Tom and Lynette passionantely kissing in bed)Or a wife's enormous regret (shot of Gabrielle giving Carlos a quick kiss) It can symbolize a mother's growing concern (Shot of Betty kissing Caleb lightly) Or a lover's growing passion (shot of Andrew and Justin passionantely making out) But whatever it's meaning, (shot of Edie and Karl kissing) each kiss reflects a basic human need (shot of Alberta Frome kissing her cat) The need to connect to another human being (shot of Bree kissing her fingers, and placing those fingers on a photo of Rex.) This desire is so strong, it's always amazing when some people don't understand it. (Shot of Paul watching Julie and Zach kiss.)

It isn't easy giving up power admitting that we might need help from friends and neighbors, deciding that a loved one might know what's best for us, giving up our better judgment for a slightly darker agenda, but for some the hardest kind of power to give up is the power to control their own desires.

It's a shocking moment for each of us. That moment we realize we are all alone in this world. The family we take for granted could one day abandon us. The husband we trust so implicitly might betray us. The daughter we love so deeply perhaps won't return to us. And then we could end up all by ourselves. Of course, some see great value in going it alone.

Everyone must choose the road they will take in life. And for a special few, that road would lead to Wisteria Lane. They all arrived the exact same way. Driving up in their overloaded trucks, bringing with them their expensive antiques and ordinary dreams. I remember the first moment I saw each of them. I met Susan Mayer the day she moved to Wisteria Lane. She seems so delightfully confident, I couldn't help but feel intimidated. That feeling quickly passed.

(voiceover) It's not always that easy to distinguish between the good guys and the bad guys. Sinners can surprise you (shot of Gabrielle watching Carlos praying before he goes to sleep.) And the same is true for saints (shot of Sister Mary praying at church before snuffing out a candle.) Why do we try to define people as simply good or simply evil? (Shot of Nina crying as she packs up her desk) Because no one wants to admit that compassion and cruelty can exist side-by-side in one heart. (Shot of Susan's father recovering in the hospital.) And that anyone is capable of anything. (Shot of Bree cleaning up George's hotel room as he lays dying.)

Mary Alice: The remarkable thing about Danny Farrell was that he had only been a paperboy for six months. And in that time, he had become the enemy of every woman on Wisteria Lane. If there was a puddle on someone's property, he found it. If a new rosebush had just been planted, he destroyed it. If a cat was enjoying a moment in the sun, he ended it. People wondered if Danny would ever change. They should have talked to Susan Mayer. She could have told them: obnoxious boys tend to become obnoxious men. Just like the one she had been married to. Yes, the women of Wisteria Lane believe Danny Farrell to be the enemy. They also believed the enemy of my enemy is my friend.

Karl Mayer didn't pray often, but when he did, it was usually to ask for God's help in breaking up with a woman. And to spare him the nasty drama that usually accompanied such callous and unexpected departures. Over the years Karl had dumped dozens of women. And not one of them had seen it coming. Every retreat was always meticulously planned right down to the personalized stationary. Hence, his record of successful getaways from women who did not want to see him go. So when he decided to break up with Edie Britt, Karl prayed to God yet again to help him avoid all the unnecessary drama. Unfortunately for Karl, God was in the mood to be entertained. As he sat there, Karl couldn't help but wonder why God had forsaken him. It never occurred to him that God might be a woman.

Desperate Housewives Quotes

Dr. Barr: Hey there. I was surprised to hear you wanted a session.
Bree: Well, there's nothing like being tied to a bed to change a girl's mind.
Dr. Barr: What do you wanna talk about?
Bree: Anything at all. As you said, I...I have a lot of issues.
Dr. Barr: Well, I assumed as much when you told the ridiculous story about your daughter running off with a murderer.
Bree: Saw right through that, did ya?
Dr. Barr: Well, I'm a trained professional, Bree. The human mind is my playground.
Bree: Well, I'm glad that you're having fun.

(to dead body) "Tu me manques, Monique" ("I Miss You Monique").

Orson