I like to match what I wear to my book jacket - it's a little bit cheesy, but it's my thing.

Happiness is the best revenge, you know? Just be happy. It's a choice.

I miss him in so many ways, but right now I miss him in the way you always miss someone when you're single among a room full of couples.

Although I'm sure there are plenty of tall, gorgeous, life-of-the-party guys who are also true to their wives, I happen to believe that a disproportionate number of them are cheaters.

When you are in a relationship, you are aware that it might end. You might grow apart, find someone else, simply fall out of love. But a friendship isn't a zero-sum game, and as such, you assume that it will last forever, especially an old friendship. You take its permanence for grandted, whuch might be the very thing so dear about it.

I don’t know. She was a sweet girl. As sweet as they come. I don’t know why I didn’t love her. It’s something you can’t really control.

I will find the good in this loss. I will make something happen that wouldn't have happened otherwise.