August 10, 2015 | 0 Comments
Bill: When we talk about sex, we do not talk about love, Dr. Farber, because love cannot be rendered into columns and graphs as if it…
Bill: When we talk about sex, we do not talk about love, Dr. Farber, because love cannot be rendered into columns and graphs as if it…
Margaret: What’s really broken, Barton, is me.
Margaret: What am I doing? Barton: Yes. Margaret: I’m living in the truth. At least I’m trying to, which is far more than I can say for…
Virginia: Well, why don’t you tell your friends that your daughter has co-authored a seminal work on human sexuality, and she’s…
Libby: Joy is the woman that you married all these years ago, and you have to remember and honor who she is still, and treat her with the…
Margaret: It haunts me, carrying around a secret that doesn’t belong to me and isn’t mine to tell.
Bill: You have been audacious, tireless, dedicated, and brilliant, and it’s only fitting that you should have a token of, well of my…
Virginia: Betty, is the exam room ready for Mr. Logan and his backup singers?
Daniel: I’m not very interested in nice. I’m interested in a fragrance that says I want you. Go to bed with me. You can’t live without me.
Bill: Come where you’re wanted, Barton. Where you’re respected.