In a way, whoever you know in a certain place defines that place for you.

The scent is sweet and meloncholy. A bit like dying, a bit like falling in love.

Daddy always said the only thing worth begging for was your life, but maybe he was wrong. Maybe sometimes your love is a little bit worth begging for, too.

It's sad when you think about it, but also kind of beautiful.

Saying you're through with romance is like saying you're done with living, Betty. Life is better with a little romance, you know.

The theme of the dance was "Great Romances," or some such nonsense. There were projections of supposedly great couples from the past on the walls of the gym. Romeo and Juliet, Antony and Cleopatra, Hermione and Ron, Bonnie and Clyde, etc.

You know everything you need to know about a person from the answer to the question, What is your favorite book?