One day the worlds male population will spontaneously combust because they've kept too much stuff in for too long.

Give a man a noble cause and he would fight to the death for what he believed in,but get the woman he loves to leave him and his once honourable principles would cease to be quite so important.

She was the first woman in my life to convince me to fall in love with her.

If eskimos can come up with fifty words for snow because its a matter of life and death, why do we have just one word for love?

It hurts more than anything in the world because even though it might not be the case, it feels like you've chosen your child over me. 'I haven't there is no choice. She's part of me. You're part of me too. It's like...I don't know...asking me to pick between my heart and my lungs.' 'I know, but the thing is, you are my heart and my lungs. You're everything to me. And what hurts is that I know i used to be everything to you.

I'm telling you this for one reason and one reason only: No matter how sure you are of someone's love, it's always nice to hear it.

I'd like the kind of love that lasts forever.It doesn't matter if it's plain,it doesn't matter if it's ugly.It just has to be there.