Why do people always gesture with their hands when they talk on the phone?

The keys that unlock the heart are made of funny materials: a disarming phrase that comes out of the blue, nowhere, a certain sexy walk that sends you reeling, the way someone hums when she is alone. My father said it was the way my mother danced with him.

You have to walk carefully in the beginning of love; the running across fields into your lover's arms can only come later when you're sure they won't laugh if you trip.

I would have given him everything. I would have pulled down planets to make our life work.

I feel like a cliche.

Everyone coming out of a perfume store is smelling the back of their hand.

People are always waiting to be discovered.