"I’m like that. Either I forget right away or I never forget."
Samuel Beckett; “Waiting for Godot”
"How do you trust your feelings when they can just disappear like that?"
"I decided on you, don’t you get that? I decided on you. I don’t want to go fucking other people and then walk around feeling thrilled and then sad, or empty, or whatever. I like the smell of your hair, and I like the sound of your voice, and I fucking decided on you."