I once broke up with a boy because he wrote me an awful poem.

You've done so many things and read so many books. Do you still believe in happy endings?" "Oh my Lord, yes." Bernadette's hands were pressed against each other like a book, like a prayer. "I guess I would. I've had about a hundred of them.

Baby, high school's over. High school's never over.

Let us never underestimate the power of a well-written letter.

A man says something. Sometimes it turns out to be the truth, but this has nothing to do with the man who says it.

Just ask yourself, if we weren't taught to be women, what would we be? (Ask yourself this question even if you're a man, and don't cheat by changing the words.)

I once broke up with a boy because he wrote me an awful poem.