Your husband loves you, right? What makes you worthy of his love? Is it because your respective infidelities cancel each other out? Maybe he knows who you really are. Not your body in bed or your mind at work, but the secret you. The person you don't want anyone to see, much less acknowledge yourself. A woman who is fucked up, and he loves you anyway. Isn't that true love? Someone who will kiss your bruises the same way he kisses your lips, who's on your side, not when it's easy, but when it's damn near impossible, when you yourself don't think you deserve it.

Art

Trust me, Bill. Falling into old patterns can be dangerous.

Virginia

This isn’t about some indiscretion in an exam room, this about the right of scientists to pursue knowledge.

Keller

Bill: So these uncharted waters… is there any chance of what happened the other night happening again?
Libby: Or we could experiment a little. What we did the other night I gather that there’s a way that we can do it to each other at the same time. I believe there’s even a number for it.

Why have we endured all this pain, all this suffering, if not for the two of you to end up together? You belong together, Bill, and I belong with someone who makes me feel that way.

Libby

I wasn't sad anymore 'cause when I turned around you and our baby girl were standing there. That's when I knew how happy I was. How happy we're gonna be. Just me, you, and sweat pea... a family. Aren't we lucky?

Helen

Nancy: The main factor with me for you is that I am a woman.
Virginia: I'm not sure I know what you mean.
Nancy: You are competing with me. It's an understandable, if disappointing reaction. Women get such a small slice of the pie they tend to fight over it rather than make the slice bigger or share.
Virginia: First of all, I hate pie. Secondly, you're speaking to a woman who has spent the last twelve years bringing women out of the dark ages. There's no greater advocate for women.
Nancy: In theory this is practice. Look, I respect everything you've accomplished. It's why I'm here. I just want to know where I stand.
Virginia: Wherever we tell you to.

So what really happened that night with Art, sitting in that bedroom, was clarity. That the one person in my life who has seen me, all of me, the imperfections, ambitions, scars, and still loves me, in spite of the... maybe even because of my terrible talents... was you.

Virginia

Keller: I like you, Libby. I don't want to rush this.
Libby: I'm sorry, was that supposed to be romantic? In the course of a day we've gone from dinner to a sleep over to you suddenly proposing marriage.
Keller: I wasn't proposing...
Libby: I'm not interested in waiting 'till our wedding night to see if the sex between us is any good.

Bill: You just want me today. Maybe because I've stopped pursuing you or because Dan is gone. I'm the only option left or because it's just easier with me because I'm always there. But what happens tomorrow when you wake up and you want someone else?
Virginia: Bill, that's not going to happen.
Bill: I don't trust you, Virginia. I can't... ever again.

Wouldn't hurt you either, would it? Being able to bring your wife a big case like that, like a cat dropping a dead mouse on its owner's welcome mat.

Virginia

I screwed up so many things in my life, but Helen was the one thing I got right. We got each other right. Not that everything was all daffodils, but there was never a sliver of a doubt that we really loved each other 'cause we really did. Sometimes things are so right you don't even think to question them.

Betty