I got you a present." "Did you?" "It's a book of poetry--romancy stuff. I thought, 'How schmaltzy is that,' so it seemed like the thing. Then I screwed up and left it in my desk at work

If you don't step forward, you're always in the same place.

Men didn't respect beauty...they used it.

Life is like a moustache. It can be wonderful or terrible. But it always tickles.

- How is he in bed? Gladiator or poet? - Hmmm... A poetic gladiator.

Caroline Waverly: Sometimes we hurt more for what might have been than for what is.

There I go being critical again. Does a man have to stand on one foot and juggle for me to consider him entertaining? What am I looking for? A knight?...No, knights are all polished and shiny. I think my taste runs to something with a bit of tarnish and maybe a few scratches. Someone who can make me laugh and cry and make me angry and make my knees tremble when he touches me.