“…And I cheated on her, over and over and over again. Because I wanted to be a man. And I didn’t want her to be a woman, you know? A smart, free person who was something! My fucking mind then. So stupid, that fucking mind! Stupid! Jesus Christ! What would I think, did I think for what I’d done? She was my wife for twenty-three years, and I went behind her over and over.
Fucking asshole that I am. I’d go out and I’d fuck and I’d come home and get in her bed,  and say… “I love you.” This is Jack’s mother. His mother, Lily. These two, that I had,  and I lost. This is the regret that you make. This is the regret that you make and the something you take and the blah, blah, blah, something, something. Gimme a cigarette. Mistakes like this you don’t make. Sometimes you make some and okay. Not okay, sometimes, you make other ones. Know that you should do better. I loved Lily. I cheated on her.”

Earl Partridge - “Magnolia”