You look different. You look unsettling.’ ‘You look like you,’ he said. ‘You with the volume turned up.

With Attachments, my goal was to write a really good romantic comedy. I wanted the reader to be smiling throughout.

It's more like you meet someone, and you fall in love, and you hope that that person is the one - and then at some point, you have to put down your chips. You just have to make a commitment and hope that you're right.

How do you feel when I smile at you?" he asked - and then he did smile at her, just a little. Not like myself, Cath thought. "Like an idiot," she said softly. "And I never want it to stop.

You always ask that. Why. Like there's an answer for everything. Not everybody has your life, you know, or your family. In your life, things happen for reasons. People make sense. But that's not my life. Nobody in my life makes sense.

But it’s up to us …’ he said softly. ‘It’s up to us not to lose this

I was in my mid 20s when email finally took off. Until then, the phone was my primary way of connecting with the people in my life.