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

For a split second they stared at each other. A fleeting, lasting moment. One person noticing another person out of a whole crowd of strangers.

We are the sum total of our memories. Memories are the most precious things we have. Good or bad. That's what make us who we are. What would we be without them?

Forget men, I want to marry my MacBook. It’s dependable, reliable and you can even go shopping with it.

If the worst is going to happen, it'll happen. Worrying can't protect you from that. And if it doesn't happen then you've missed out on all the time that when you could have been having fun

Life doesn't hang around, it keeps moving and if you don't keep up you can lose things.

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