On his face was an expression of absolute love. Melting, soul-touching, raw, unbridled love, the kind of person dies for, sacrifices and suffers for. It was the kind of love that a person would wait two hundred years to see fulfilled. It was True Love in its purest form.

I have many things I want out of life, but I'm practical. I know that I must wait to get what I want.

There are no new stories. It all depends on how you handle them. In romances the characters are going to fall in love with each other; you know that when you see the syrupy cover. It's how get there that's the fun.

I would rather die then try to live without you”, “May you always love me and want me but never have me”, “May you never love anyone but me”.

It's an odd thing about love. When someone you love cries, your heart melts. But when someone you don't love cries, you look at them and think, Why are you telling 'me' this?

I've come to realize that life is what you make it.

I like you angry better than weepy.