They fell in love the way you do the first time, when you're young, and you feel as if you have nothing and everything to lose

The first time he'd held her hand, it felt so good that it crowded out all the bad things. It felt better than anything had ever hurt.

Holding Eleanor's hand was like holding a butterfly. Or a heartbeat. Like holding something complete, and completely alive.

It was the nicest thing she could imagine. It made her want to have his babies and give him both of her kidneys.

My girlfriend is sad and quiet and keeps me up all night worrying about her.

Don't bite his face, Eleanor told herself. It's disturbing and needy and never happens in situation comedies or movies that end with big kisses.

Everytime, he breaks your heart. And everytime, he expects me to pick up the pieces.

Can't you just like a girl who likes you back?''None of them likes me back. I may as well like the one I really want.

She wanted to lose herself in him. To tie his arms around her like a tourniquet.If she showed him how much she needed him, he'd run away.

If you can’t save your own life, is it even worth saving?

There's no reason to think we're going to stop loving each other, ' he said. 'And there's every reason to think that we won't.

I think a part of me wanted to keep them, because it was a sign of my journey––where I'd been and how far I'd come. But, I don't need the physical reminder." ~Holliday

If you think about something for long enough, ' she explained, 'more than likely, that thing will happen.' She tapped her head. 'It's all in the mind.

We all live with the objective of being happy our lives are all different and yet the same.

I've found that in business opportunities will constantly emerge or situations develop that make you revise your plans along the way.

Who knows ... we'll be playing Jazz and having a good time!

Children almost always hang onto things tighter than their parents think they will.

To be early is to be on time, to be on time is to be late, to be late is to be forgotten.

And If the surgeon is like a poet, then the scars you have made on countless bodies are like verses into the fashioning of which you have poured your soul.

When [we]were first married, [Wade] begged me to be practical...thank God I lived by my credo: 'Veni, vidi, visa - I came, I saw, I charged it.

It is wrong to make anyone into an enemy; it is wrong to scare the people of one's own country with that enemy and try to rally some allies on that basis.