"Everything you are and will ever be can be reduced to about three pounds of brain tissue. If I have a soul I imagine it’s tucked away somewhere up there, too. Yet somehow, among all of the billions of electrical synapses that are currently regulating everything from my heart rate to my liver to whether or not I decide to wash my hands after using the restroom, exactly zero of them allow me to control my chemical impulses toward you."
"The door, which had previously been closed, swung open suddenly. In the doorframe stood Henry, who was holding the knob of the door (it was he who had opened the door). Shelia pulled the bed sheet over a naked body that belonged to her. “Honey,” said Shelia in the direction of Henry, “You have unexpectedly come home from work.” There was a look on her face, and that look was one of surprise. There were noises of activity coming from behind the closed door of the bathroom, which was unusual because who else would even be there considering Shelia and Henry did not have any roommates."
"The rape joke is that you asked why he did it. The rape joke is he said he didn’t know, like what else would a rape joke say? The rape joke said YOU were the one who was drunk, and the rape joke said you remembered it wrong, which made you laugh out loud for one long split-open second."