La vida es para vivirla no para entenderla, por eso entenderé que sin lo malo momentos los buenos no lo son tanto.
Blair: You sound like a jealous boyfriend.
Chuck: Yeah, right. You wish.
Blair: No...you wish.
Chuck: Please, you forget who you're talking to.
Blair: So do you...like me?
Chuck: Define like.
Blair: I do not believe this!
Chuck: How do you think I feel? I haven't slept. I feel sick, like there's something in my stomach. Fluttering.
Chuck: Something this beautiful deserves to be seen on someone worthy of its beauty.
Blair: Chuck, you know I adore all God's creatures and the metaphors they inspire but those butterflies have got to be murdered.