Amongst the banter and witty conversations.

  One of my favorite movies is, without a doubt, You've Got Mail.  Truly, my adulation runs very deep. The witty conversations should, I believe, catch anyones attention. And now, for the first time on Mull it Over, you shall discover my favorites. . . .



Kathleen Kelly: [about "NY152"] He couldn't possibly be the Rooftop Killer!
Christina Plutzker: Remember when you thought Frank might be the Unibomber?
Kathleen Kelly: That was different..



...........................................................

Kathleen Kelly: I don't actually know him.
[cringes]
Joe Fox: Really?
Kathleen Kelly: I only know him through the, uh... you're not going to believe this...
Joe Fox: Oh, let me guess. Through the Internet?
Kathleen Kelly: Yes.
Joe Fox: Hmm. You've... got mail.
Kathleen Kelly: Yes!
Joe Fox: Some very powerful words.
Kathleen Kelly: Yes...

........................................................

Joe Fox: The whole purpose of places like Starbucks is for people with no decision-making ability whatsoever to make six decisions just to buy one cup of coffee. Short, tall, light, dark, caf, decaf, low-fat, non-fat, etc. So people who don't know what they're doing or who on earth they are can, for only $2.95, get not just a cup of coffee but an absolutely defining sense of self: Tall. Decaf. Cappuccino.

......................................................

Frank: [to TV interviewer] Thank your.

......................................................

Joe Fox: You know, sometimes I wonder...
Kathleen Kelly: What?
Joe Fox: Well... if I hadn't been Fox Books and you hadn't been The Shop Around the Corner, and you and I had just, well... met...
Kathleen Kelly: I know.
Joe Fox: Yeah. I would have asked for your number, and I wouldn't have been able to wait twenty-four hours before calling you and saying, "Hey, how about... oh, how about some coffee or, you know, drinks or dinner or a movie... for as long as we both shall live?"
Kathleen Kelly: Joe...
Joe Fox: And you and I would have never been at war. And the only thing we'd fight about would be which video to rent on a Saturday night.
Kathleen Kelly: Well, who fights about that?
Joe Fox: Well, some people. Not us.
Kathleen Kelly: We would never.
Joe Fox: If only.

.................................................

Frank: What about you, is there someone else?
Kathleen Kelly: No. No, but... but there's the dream of someone else.

......................................................

George Pappas: I'm going to get some eucalyptus candles 'cause it makes my apartment smell moss-ay!

Desperate Times

What do you do when you loathe vomiting with a passion? What do you do when someone in the house vomits? Wear a mask (the mask you get in China when they quarantine you, thinking that you have H1N1), kitchen gloves, and excessively use Germ-X until your hands are so dry that they crack open and bleed. . . .

(This is actually a few days old.)

A Quote? Indeed.

"Perhaps, after all, romance did not come into one's life with pomp and blare, like a gay knight riding down; perhaps it crept to one's side like an old friend through quiet ways; perhaps it revealed itself in seeming prose, until some sudden shaft of illumination flung athwart its pages betrayed the rhythm and the music; perhaps. . . perhaps. . . love unfolded naturally out of a beautiful friendship, as a golden hearted rose slipping from its green sheath."

  ~ L.M. Montgomery, Anne of Avonlea