This book raises important questions about time, freedom and determinism, love, marriage and, most importantly, at what point is a book so bad that you give up on it and stop reading.
It answers only the most important of these questions: p. 126.
I would have continued but there were almost another 400 pages to go.
There is some sort of weird oedipal - I'm a rebel, but I want a lot of money - my perfect husband is cool but does not have a personality - thing going on here, which creeps me out a bit.