You would be surprised at the lengths you will go to believe the best about someone if you truly love him

Someone once told me that when you give birth to a daughter, you've just met the person whose hand you'll be holding the day you die.

You might have to lose control before you could find out what you'd been missing.

By definition, love made you better than good enough; it redefined perfection to include your traits, instead of excluding them.

I don't understand why it's a sin if you love something and want to keep it from having to suffer.

Dante believed God punished suicides by trapping the person's spirit in a tree trunk. On Judgment Day, they were the only sinners who didn't get their souls back, because they tried to get rid of them once before.

This is when I realize that Anna has already left the table, and more importantly, that nobody noticed.