Cleopatra and Frankenstein

People are like this too, you know," he says eventually. "We break. We put ourselves back together. The cracks are the best part. You don't have to hide them."

People who feel the need to say 'I'm fine' are never fine, sweetheart," she says.

Who was she? An artist who didn't make art. A wife without a husband. A child with no mother.

"You know me" said Quentin. "I'd rather be crying in a limo than laughing on a bus."

"Are you Buddhist or something?"

"No. I'm just older than you. I've learned some things."

"Hi Jiro," she said softly.

"You are just as pretty as your picture" he said.

Zoe noted that he had not said more pretty and was immediately disappointed. "Just as pretty" was practically an insult.

"Because it shows a total unwillingness to change. That is not just who you are, Frank. It's who you've become, who you choose to be. You just refuse to acknowledge the choice."

Finally, he humbly asked God for the strength to bear his hungry heart, the heaviest weight of all to bear.

"You know all those models fuck each other, right?" he continued.

"They don't really want a man around." He exhaled.

"I think she's struggling."

"She's an artist. She's always struggling.”