Opening up to the wrong person is like putting ammo in their hands.

Once he had taken hold, he did not let go. It was not a handshake, it was a possession.

... I discovered life sometimes has a way of giving you what you need, but not in the form you expect.

Women. You'll interpret anything as love. You see a man wearing an idiotic expression, and you assume he's been struck by Cupid's arrow when in reality, he's digesting a bad turnip.

Perhaps only those who had loved and lost could appreciate this magic.

In the fairy tale you mentioned last night, I would probably be the villain. But it's possible the villain would treat you far better than the prince would have.

Sam was waiting for her,his gaze sweeping over her. "Looks great." "I look like a geek," Lucy said. "I smell like a brewery. And I need a bra." "My dream date.