It does not make you less of a woman to need a man. To need one to exist, yes, this is nonsense. To need one to give one scope and importance, this is dishonest. But to need a man, one man, to bring joy and passion? This is life

Love and magic have a great deal in common. They enrich the soul, delight the heart. And they both take practice.

Love is not enough. But, it is the rock on which all else stands.

Do you know how many ways love can hit you? So it makes you happy, or miserable? It makes you sick in the belly or hurt in the heart. It makes everything brighter and sharper, or it blurs all the edges. It makes you feel like a king or a fool. Every way love can hit you, it's hit me when it comes to you.

I think sometimes fate cuts you a break. Like it says, okay, you've had enough of that crap, so it's time you fell into something nice. See what you make out of it.

Listen carefully. I'd crush you like a bug for causing my wife one single moment of pain. Believe it. Fear it.

My boyfriend and I are badasses.