You can't quantify love, and if you try, you can wind up focusing on misleading factors. Stuff that has really has more to do with personality- the fact that some people are simply more expressive or...
Whenever you make a big decision in life, at least any decisionwhere you have a viable alternative, there is an inevitable uneasy aftermath.Anxiety is merely a sign that you're taking something seriou...
What's the point of being sad? he says. We're here now.
What if two people want to be your partner, then what?
They both continue to stare at each other, expressionless, motionless, in the weirdest standoff I've ever seen almost as if they're calling the other's bluff. It is the way you'd look at a perfect str...
There is no better audience for someone in love than someone in love.
The whole misery loves companything never applies more than when you're breaking up. The thought that theother person is doing fine is simply too much to bear.
People make time for what matters to them.
Love is seldom—almost never—an even proposition. Someone alwaysloves more.
Life's not black-and-white. Sometimes the ends justifies the means.
It's the worst thing to fall in love with someone who will never stop disappointing you...
It's amazing to me how few guys know their friends' birthdays.
In short, I have no real faith in my own happiness. And then there is Darcy. She is a woman who believes that things should fall into her lap, and consequently, they do. They always have. She wins bec...
I'm far from fat, but her using me as a sounding board on this topic is like me complaining to a blind woman that I have to wear contacts.
I think of how life takes unexpected twists and turns, sometimes through sheer happenstance—like running into Leo on the street. Sometimes through calculated decisions—like Margot’s. Or mine, tonight,...
I still think I love him more. It's one of those things you never know for certain because there's no way to enter all the relationship data in a computer and have it spit out a definitive answer. You...
I spend the rest of the afternoon trying to explain to Zoe one of the very saddest notions in love and life: sometimes the timing is wrong--and sometimes you realize the heart of the matter way to lat...
I desperately want to feel that way again. To be in a relationship that I’m not trying to script or water down. It’s about wanting something real—even if it’s messy and complicated.
Grief is a mystery to be lived through, not a problem to be solved,
Ellen laughs, as we’ve both made fun of those nauseating Facebook posts that use a religious concept to justify their thinly veiled bragging.