Hello, lovely. You're as pretty as pretty today.

I sense that his drowning but I don't have any idea of how to start to put my hand into the water and save him.

- Tears don't become us. - What becomes us? - Action.

You're the nicest boy ever,", I told him, feeling undeserving and terrible. "You didn't have to get me anything. I like thinking about you thinking about me when I'm not around.

People don't change who they are. They only change what they do with it.

I'm always sure of what I do," he said. "Sometimes I was just never sure there was supposed to be a happy ending.

You'll have to go commando." "Is there any other way?