How sometimes secrets keep people from feeling they belong and sometimes secrets make you feel like you do belong. And now even I, Liz Parker, the smallest of the small town girls, with the simplest of lives, even I have something to hide. We're both having an experience that requires each of our minds to fill in the blank. Well, that's it. You just had a virtual experience.
Life is like a box of chocolates, a cheap, thoughtless, perfunctory gift that nobody ever asked for.
Unreturnable because all you get back is another box of chocolates. So you're stuck with this undefinable, whipped, mint crap that you mindlessly wolf down when there's nothing else left to eat. Then you end up with nothing but broken bits filled with hardened jelly and teeth shattering nuts. And if you eat those all you've got left is an empty box filled with useless, brown paper wrappers. So you better pretend to be someone you can live with.