If you're a bird... I'm a bird.

That's what dating is for, after all - to learn if you're compatible with someone.

Too many people seem to believe that silence was a void that needed to be filled, even if nothing important was said.

I guess what I'm trying to say is that you two make me believe that true love really exists. And that even the darkest hours can't take that away.

That he'll never let you down. That boy's got a heart the size of Kentucky, and he loves you. That's important. Take it from someone who knows. My mom used to tell me that whatever you do, marry someone who loves you more than you love him. And I listened to her. Why do you think Henry and I get along so well? I'm not saying that I don't love him, because I do. But if I ever left Henry or something, God forbid, ever happened to me, I don't think he'll be able to go on. And that guy would risk his life for mine in a heartbeat.

If Words are the Lyrics, and Laughter the Melody, then a Relationship becomes a Symphony.

He wasn't into one-night stands, he wasn't into scoring just to see if he could, he wasn't into acting just charming enough to get what he wanted before cutting loose in favor of someone new and attractive. He just wasn't like that. He would never be like that. When he met a girl, the first question he asked himself wasn't whether she was good for a few dates; it was whether she was the kind of girl he could imagine spending time with in the long haul.