Very well, I will marry you if you promise not to make me eat eggplant.

If I knew that today would be the last time I’d see you, I would hug you tight and pray the Lord be the keeper of your soul. If I knew that this would be the last time you pass through this door, I’d embrace you, kiss you, and call you back for one more. If I knew that this would be the last time I would hear your voice, I’d take hold of each word to be able to hear it over and over again. If I knew this is the last time I see you, I’d tell you I love you, and would not just assume foolishly you know it already.

This soup tastes like windows

It is not true that people stop pursuing dreams because they grow old, they grow old because they stop pursuing dreams.

The anxiety of falling in love could not find repose except in bed.

She let him finish, scratching his head with the tips of her fingers, and without his having revealed that he was weeping from love, she recognized immediately the oldest sobs in the history of man.

A man knows when he is growing old because he begins to look like his father.