"It’s the daydreaming that does it. I’m doing the usual thing - imagining in tiny detail the entire course of the relationship, from first kiss, to bed, to moving in together, to getting married (in the past I have even organised the track listing of the party tapes), to how pretty she’ll look when she’s pregnant, to names of children - until suddenly I realise there’s nothing left to actually, like, happen. I’ve done it all, lived through the whole relationship in my head. I’ve watched the film on fast-forward; I know the whole plot, the ending, all the good bits. Now I’ve got to rewind and watch it all over again in real time, and where’s the fun in that?"
- High Fidelity, Nick Hornby (Indigo, 1996), p.247