I have already spent roughly five thousand hours asleep next to you. This has to mean something.

Every two people cause and intersection. Every person alters the world.

I find I very rarely live up to my words. And since you know me primarily through my words, there are oh so many ways I can disappoint.

I saw his scars - the visible ones-and saw how breaking him had not made him any less beautiful. If anything, he stood stronger, because he'd survived.

When someone breaks up with you, their beauty-- which you took such satisfaction in-- suddenly becomes unfair.

The terrorists-those nineteen people, with hundreds or maybe thousands behind them-did the worst thing you can possibly imagine. But tens of millions people did the right thing...On 9/11, all the hatred and murder could not compare with the weight of love, of bravery, of caring.

There is no reason that we should ever be ashamed of our bodies or ashamed of our love.