I was going to write a sharp witty email full of devastating one-liners but I suspect you want something nicer than that

I wondered if perhaps I'd gone mad. I had known this man less than twenty-four hours and already I wanted to raise his children.

He walked towards me. My heart was pounding like a nineties warehouse rave.

You are the most ludicrous excuse for a man I've ever known - but there isn't a centimetre of you that I don't think is perfect.

I'm eating a massive pastrami sandwich. It's so beautiful I might cry. Just so you know.

Trouble is you never knew her. Died too soon. It's always a pity when they die too soon, but maybe it's worse when they live too long.

All paths lead me to you.

How do you crush spirit? You take out all the good.

Always wash you feet last.

Governments must commit to sound economic and financial policies. This is how we ensure reform in the euro area - and our independence.

Maintain a sense of humor. People who take themselves too seriously are power-crazy. If they win it will be haircuts for all. Beware of power freaks.

I love comedy; so you want to make them happy, make them laugh.

I write something that I believe I've made up, and it's only when a friend later points it out to me that I realise I've been writing about myself again.

If we didn't love things, then we couldn't feel their loss. The flip side of loving is losing. I mean, you can't experience one without the other.

People say the truth hurts. Hell no, it hurts even more if you do a whole bunch of foolishness to try and avoid it.