For all your talk, you don't know the first thing about love." Tears spilled over her lashes and rolled down her cheeks. She slipped the chain that held his Super Bowl ring over her head and pressed it into his palm. "I love you, Bobby Tom, and I'll love you till the day I die. But I've never been for sale. I was a free offering all along.

You can't do extraordinary things in the world if you're spending time criticizing others because they don't look or behave the way you think they should.

Hey, everybody, Jerry Maguire's here.

Old radicals never changed. They just got law degrees and updated their bag of tricks.

Everybody won’t like everything you write. Some people won’t like anything you write. Get over it.

I think this is the way love feels to people like you and me. Threatening and dangerous. We have to be in control, and love takes that away. People like us… We can't tolerate vulnerability. But despite our best efforts, sooner or later love seems to catch up with us. And then…And then we fall apart.

If you were a sane woman, I would, of course, behave in a more rational fashion. Since you are a lunatic, however, this is the only way.