I know he wants to get serious. He's definitely not a player, not a poser, not a loser, not a user.

Falling in love with someone is the surest highway to hurt that I know. When the door to love opens, the window to control closes.

Anger is a valid emotion. It's only bad when it takes control and makes you do things you don't want to do.

You can turn your back but you can never really walk away.

Love is like that. I could crush her beneath the weight of confession.

Living means taking chances. Risks. Playing safe all the time is being dead inside, even if you happen to still be breathing.

Don't make me laugh, I'd much rather cry.