It's easier to be forgiven than ask permission.
— I'd think you'd be happy for me.
— I am happy for you. You had the courage to walk over there with your pus-filled eye and fall on your ass and still got a date with one of the most beautiful women I've ever met. I'm not only happy for you, I'm proud of you. Now, I have to re-evaluate everything I thought I knew about men, women, relationships, God and the universe. But that's not your problem.
... resentment is the mortar that holds the bricks of loneliness together in a wall of alienation and despair.
You can roll manure in powdered in sugar, but it still ain't a jelly doughnut.
Why waste time on 10s when you're already getting rejected by sixes?
— Our relationship wasn't going anywhere, and you are incapable of change.
— It's not that I'm incapable, I've just been unwilling.
— What doesn't kill us makes us stronger.
— Well, then you must be, like, the Hulk.
— If you've got someone to clean your house and do your shopping and you're getting action on a regular basis, the only reason you need a wife is if you have some sick compulsion to give away half your stuff.
You weren't exactly eye-candy going in. But now... you could scare the flies off a manure truck.