Julianne Potter: If he were feeling what I'm feeling then he would know how it feels.
Julianne Potter: Takes one woman in a billion to put up with his array of shit. The guy's a one-man walking festival of idiosyncra - well, you've been introduced to the symponic range.
Kimmy Wallace: Of his snoring? Yeah, he says it's worse than ever. You know that "snarfle" one?
Julianne Potter: Oh, yeah.
Daisy: I fucked up.
Charles Gordon Windsor, Jr.: Yeah... but you gave it a 100% effort.
Anna Scott: I'm just a girl, standing in front of a boy, asking him to love her.
Vivian: Oh...Look honey, I have a runner in my pantyhose. Oops! I'm not wearing panty hose!
Woman at elevator: Shut your mouth, dear.
Edward: What makes you think I am a lawyer?
Vivian: You have that sharp, useless look about you.
Edward: You can't charge me for directions.
Vivian: I can do anything I want, baby. I ain't lost.
Maggie Carpenter: I am profoundly and irreversibly screwed up.
Maggie Carpenter: A girl can't get married in flannel.
Maggie Carpenter: You're a cynical, exploitive, mean-hearted creep who wouldn't know real love if it bit him in the armpit.
Maggie Carpenter: Bless me Father for I have sinned. My last confession was... well. Anyway, I have sorta a technical question. I've been having bad thoughts, really bad thoughts.
Priest Brian: Of an impure nature?
Maggie Carpenter: No, No, I want to destroy this man's life, career everything. I want revenge. Now on a sins scale how bad is that? Can I Hail Mary my way out of that?
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