There was one thing Bridget like about guys. They took insults well.
Parents were the only ones obligated to love you; from the rest of the world you had to earn it.
He tricked himself into thinking that she would look into his eyes and remember, that love would conquer all.
you remember what is lost, and you forget what's right in front of you.
I was supposed to write a romantic comedy, but my characters broke up.
To write a story, I think you really have to open yourself up to the world.