I can tell the pizza guy to go to the back door.

Brandon, setting the scene for what promises to be a porno

‘Whatever marriage is, it isn’t that.’

‘Isn’t what, Harriet?’

‘Letting your affection corrupt your judgement. What kind of life could we have if I knew that you had become less than yourself by marrying me?’

Dorothy L. Sayers, Busman’s Honeymoon (via smokeandsong)