Love is always enough.

Don't be logical. You know I hate that.

How lovely." The old lady sighed. "An office romance. I always wanted an office romance. Of course I never really had a job, which made the situation more challenging. Oh, I worked on an assembly line during World War II, but there weren't very many men around and as my husband was off serving his country, an office romance would have been unpatriotic, don't you think?--Mrs. Ford

To the stupidity of men, " Dakota said, raising a glass. "And my brother, who is their king.

It's okay to screw up. It's what we do afterward that defines us.

Grief manifests differently in different people. We all get through things in our own time.

I don't know why she picked me, but she did and I'm not letting go.