Acting like you don’t care is a whole lot easier when you don’t care
You're a rotten driver,' I protested. 'Either you ought to be more careful or you oughtn't to drive at all. ' 'I am careful. ' 'No, you're not. ' 'Well, other people are,' she said lightly. 'What's that got to do with it?' 'They'll keep out of my way,' she insisted. 'It takes two to make an accident. ' 'Suppose you met somebody just as careless as yourself. ' 'I hope I never will,' she answered. 'I hate careless people. That's why I like you. ' Her grey, sun-strained eyes stared straight ahead, but she had deliberately shifted our relations, and for a moment I thought I loved her.