It's the great male fantasy-all it takes is one dance to know that she's the one. All it takes is the sound of her song from the tower, or a look at her sleeping face. And right away you know-this is the girl in your head, sleeping or dancing or singing in front of you. Yes, girls want princes, but boys want their princesses just as much.

Cinderella!" Dov cried. "Let down your hair!

It's a total lie to say there's only one person you're going to be with for the rest of your life. If you're lucky - and if you try really hard - there will always be more than one.

The complexity embedded in the different levels of meaning that go along with the words "I love you" ought to be a whole mindfuck of a video game

Wherever I went, I was on the wrong end of the stampede.

I want to believe there is a somebody out there for me. I want to believe that I exist to be there for that somebody.

Can we try to be wise with each other for a very long time?