See them together and you will feel a force that will take your breath away.

They either don't get it or don't want to. Maybe I'm just not selling it well.

I think that we vote, not to get the best party in, but to keep the worst party out.

Oh God, Frankie, I breathe in rhythm with that man. You think that's not my flesh and blood after all these years?

I don't say anything and he casually leans against my desk, picking up the novel that's sitting there. "It's bullshit," he tells me, flicking through it. "There's no such thing as Atticus Finch." I shrug. "It'd be nice if there was, though.

It’s all a bit of a gamble, mate. That’s all I can promise you. And we never get to see what that other life would have looked like if we don’t take chances.

Love’s easy. It kind of comes with the territory. But liking is another story.