Love, no matter how it's expressed, is still love. We all have flaws, and so our love will be flawed. But that doesn't diminish it.

Our relationship felt like a Christmas gift that you hadn't asked for and weren't expecting to receive, but the minute you saw it, you knew it was perfect for you.

I can't give you the sunset, but I can give you the night.

I want you to know that you're the hottest biscuit this side of the gravy boat.

Honey, nobody ever knows someone completely. You have to just enjoy what you do know and have faith in the rest.

Scars fade with time. And the ones that never go away, well, they build character, maturity, caution.

I think perfect love is any time you love unconditionally, without selfish intent, without concern for personal gain.