You never have any interests in getting married? Right? I don't stick around long enough...

Andrew: You never have any interests in getting married? Right? Maxwell: I don't stick around long enough to fall in love, Andrew. You know what I'm like. Marriage for me is the death of hope.

"Maybe if I'd given him 10 minutes, "against all odds, he would have changed my mind. "But now it's too late. Here I am, I'm the professor's wife. "Secure, it's true, yet something's missing. Maybe if I'd acted..." Stop it! Marriage is the death of hope. It is not. No, not with the right person. I don't love you. Because you don't know me. Give me 10 minutes. Ten lousy minutes. If you don't, I'll kill myself, I swear, right after the wedding. This time I won't miss. All right! Okay, I'll meet you. You promise? Go away. If you don't come, the guilt will haunt you forever.