Missing you?" she giggled incredulously. "I could cheerfully murder you." "I'd come back to haunt you," he threatened with a grin. "And that," she said, "is the only reason why I haven't tried.

You will soon discover that in matters of the heart, memories are much kinder than reality

Love can't be forced into existence,(...)It won't come simply because you will it to happen

Why is it when you yield, I feel like the one who has been conquered?

We are not of what we feel or believe to do, we are of what we do or fail to do.

Whitney: Where is your home? Clayton: Wherever you are.

Either give me your hand, or end it now, and put us both out of our misery