You’re wicked smart. And cool. And drama free, which is a huge deal. Drama free is at the top of my list these days. You can be intimidating.Me? But I’m a Hufflepuff.
You have your own room in my heart. It's yours. Stay as long as you want; it will always be there for you.
Who thinks, I’m going to cheat on my girlfriend, but I’ve got too much of a social conscience to leave my condom wrapper on the floor—heaven forbid I litter.
When did you know? I watched him take a breath, and with it all pretense fell away. All his walls, all his cleverness, all his grandstanding and pretending. He looked vulnerable, and it made my chest...
What do you call each other? What are your pet names? Dearest? Turtledove? Thor? Herr Handsome of my heart? Lizard of my labia? Captain of my clitoris?
This is the tattoo of life decisions. Tattoo of life decisions? Yes. Tattoo. Marriage is the forever and permanent branding of one person to another. Sure, you can get it removed - but it's expensive,...
There will be no bananas! There will be entire tropical rainforests of bananas! And coconuts! I gestured to my breasts. And, hopefully, bananas rubbing against coconuts.
Sorry, sometimes when I try to rhyme I end up sounding like Yoda.
Sometimes, things are sad and unfortunate. But finding the funny in a situation can make the sad and unfortunate more bearable.
Old things have soul. Then to me she’d add on a whisper, ‘And young things have spirit.
My heart keeps finding new ways to love you.
If she doesn’t learn to weld here, she’ll just learn it on the streets.
I tried to shrug, but I'm sure it looked like a minor seizure.
I had an odd thought just then, that I should only ever whisper her name, and that she should always be close enough to hear it.
I don’t want a beautiful week with you. I want a beautiful lifetime.
I didn’t like trusting, I didn’t like setting greater than mild expectations
How does the ocean say hello to the shore… it gives it a little wave.
He wanted me. I wanted him. This was a frightening and thrilling prospect, because when I pushed him, he pushed back.
He reminded me of the Viking god Thor, if Thor had been a reclusive federal game warden from Texas with excellent manners.
He half said, half mumbled, I'm not that nice.