I realized that the one person who could break my heart is the only one who should have it.

At that moment he knew one thing. The only thing that mattered. He loved her.

Well, at least I’m not a stubborn, button-pushing, Prius-driving, chip-on-your-shoulder-holding, ‘stay-at-home-mom’-is-the-eighth-dirty-word-thinking feminazi!

Life isn't always about logic and reasons—sometimes you just have to close your eyes and jump. Particularly when it comes to relationships.

My God, Jack - with a look like that, you two should just get a room. And try not to pick the one with a dead body next to it this time.

She spoke under her breath to Nick. "Is there a reason he's only wearing one sock?" "He puked on his foot." "Oh." She turned back to Huxley. "Can we get you another sock? Maybe a blanket or something?

Ignore me. I don’t want to talk about my nonexistent love life today.