I never stopped joking around long enough to realize you weren't laughing anymore.

Men, Grace learned, seemed to think women were all frustrated nurses.

When men see an attractive woman, they fantasize about sex. When women see an attractive man they fantasize about a relationship.

I don't understand it myself, really. It's like the idea of him is better than the him of him

Missing someone has to be one of the worst human emotions. All the other feelings like anger and fear and horror get some much more airplay, as if their intensity gives them more value, but whereas those emotions come in violent bursts and are gone again, the gnawing ache of loss has to be simply endured. It's like background noise, it's always there, it never goes away. You just have to try to block it out, distract yourself, hope that tomorrow the hole they left behind has grown a little smaller.

It's not getting what you want that's the hard part, it's deciding what you want.

Because you will meet somebody more exceptional than anyone you have ever know. Who will love you warmly as possible. And who will so completely attract you that you will feel you never really loved before.