Trust me, he whispers against my lips. Maggie, you're my paradise.

Sometimes we have to prove to others we're strong even where we're not.

I love you because you’re the only person I want to make love to without any conditions and—and I love that you need me.

[about her offer of a Swedish massage] Alex: You're not Swedish. Brittany: Yeah, well, neither are you. So if I do it wrong you'll never know the difference.

What are you gonna do if I break one of your *&^%$ing rules?

Sometimes I think Ben is right, that the fantasy world is better because reality sucks...but then I look at Nikki and I believe that we can beat the odds.

I've spent so much time avoiding arguments and smoothing relationships with the people around me, this confrontation is painful.