...you canʹt always choose how you love a person. Love isnʹt logical or fair. It just happens.

I glanced up at him. "I love things that are beautiful when you don't expect them to be.

This isn't a game for me. I love you, Ivy, and one day you're going to believe me.

People fear anyone who differs from what is considered normal, and in a small town the idea of normal can be as narrow as the streets.

I'm not supposed to date you, Jenny." "That's what you said before." He leaned forward, his elbows on his knees. "I didn't think this was going to be a problem. I mean, I'm pretty good at not letting someone become important to me. I have to be if I want to make it to L.A." "I understand." He laughed. "How nice of you to understand, since you're the one making it a struggle for me! It would be so easy to make you important.

Some people fall head over heels. Other people begin to fall without even knowing it—love grows like a spring flower beneath last autumn’s leaves and catches them by surprise.

Things change when someone special comes into your life. Both sides have to give up things. The one thing you don't give up in a good relationship is you--whatever makes you most you. - Jim Olsten (Jane's Grandpa)