As they say in New York, Get over it and, if you can't get over it, Get over talking about it.

Failed relationships can be described as so much wasted make-up.

No one knows how strong they are until they have to be.

He's a waiter, not a Mafia stooge, so what's he going to do? Blac pepper them to death? Compliment them into a coma? Run them over with the dessert trolley?

Because you promised? But you've promised me load of things. Like to cherish me and to love till death do us part.

He didn't even attempt to smile and I knew then that I had lost him.

If he says he doesn't love you anymore and does love this other woman, you've got to accept it. Maybe he will come back, maybe he won't, but either way, you've got to live through this.

If it was that beautiful, why did I leave you

Don't make the mistake of letting pride get in the way of forgiveness. You still love him. He still loves you. Don't throw it all away just because your feelings are hurt.

I've decided that I'm not going to try to squeeze myself into a friendship that hurts me any more. I'm going to let her go and just be friends with people who make me feel good about my self.

Mistakes are painful when they happen, but years later a collection of mistakes is what is called experience.

If you enjoy sticking a straw in a dog's ear, don't sit next to the pooch with a milkshake.

wars are fought so that peace can be achieved talk about irony

Decisions in 10 minutes or less, or the next one is free.

Alas! the slippery nature of tender youth.

You can't have the family farm without the family.

Keep your paws off my fiancèe, you flea-ridden stray!

My music isn't anything but me. It has jazz in it, and rock'n'roll, and it has an urgency to it.

She looks at me. She does. She.