Character: Rosie Dunne. Page 1

Parents is a barometer of the feelings of the child.

Error is a gateway of discovery.

Know how I now imagine Paradise? Closed for several months in the bedroom with tightly drawn curtains, curl up in bed and cover your head with a pillow so no one heard me sobbing.

- You had sex?
- Mom! I'm 14 years old!
- The other day the TV was showing a pregnant girl who was only fourteen years old.
- It wasn't me.
- Any drugs you were taking?
- Mom, come on! Where are my drugs?!
I don't know, but the fourteen-year-old pregnant girl, which was shown on TV, was a drug addict!
- It wasn't me.
- Have you been drinking?
- Well, mom! Mom, Toby took us to the disco, and then stopped for us when we would have time to drink?
I do not know. In our time on the TV show constantly drunk pregnant fourteen-year-old drug addicts.

I don't have time for shit sex with a shit man.

Hi, we are arriving at 13:15, flight El-4023. Do you know me wildly at the scared man, which I am going to pull hair through the crowd of passengers one hand, the other hand, I'll hold gipervozbujdenia child, but between the fingers of both hands, I will hang twenty suitcases. (Explain: Greg hates flying, Katie, on the contrary, this excited, that I am afraid of, as if it is not broke, and I couldn't decide what clothes I might use so I put the entire closet.)

Sometimes due to the fact that you're my best friend, I think you're normal, just like me. And then you throw something that resembles - you're a man.

Ruby: ... In twenty years and think about nothing. Thirty begin slightly to understand what is what. But when you turn forty, you start to really enjoy life.
Rosie: hmmm, interesting point of view. Well, in fifty?
Ruby: And in fifty begin to fix what's lame in forty.

Sorry that you have lately everything is so shitty, life like to occasionally dip our heads in this substance, probably to ensure that we do not relax. And just at the moment when it seems that there are no more forces, everything changes.

Someday I'll be laughing about this. When will the shock, fear, bitterness and resentment. Ever. In my next life, I guess.

- Breathe, Rosie.
- Just from all this trouble. If I wasn't breathing it would be easier.

Good girls always get left behind.

- After a few days I'll be forty. Forty!
- What?
- And the fact that I'm old.
- What am I to you? Ancient?
- Come on, you know what I mean.
- Come on, Rosie. Needless to worry about the fact that the Earth made another revolution around the Sun. Keep it simple.

- I learned that I was the stupidest idiot in the world... Ahhh!
- Is that all? Yes I do have many years say!