Please, if one of us cries, let both of us cry. But preferably neither of us.

I was afraid of being rejected, yes. I was also afraid of being accepted for the wrong reasons.

Some were brilliant bordering on genius. Others, genius bordering on madness

True love comes quietly, without banners or flashing lights. If you hear bells, get your ears checked.

The explanations for the things we do in life are many and complex. Supposedly mature adults should live by logic, listen to their reason. Think things out before they act.But maybe they never heard what...

And then I did what I had never done in his presence, much less in his arms. I cried.

This isn’t a watercolor, it’s a mural.

The pain of not knowing what to do was exceeded only by that of knowing what I had done.

[They] glanced at one another like tigers taking measure of a menacing new rival.

I wanted to keep looking at her because I wanted to never take my eyes from her, but still I had tolower my eyes, I was so ashamed that even now Jenny was reading my...

Love means not ever having to say you’re sorry.

There was a brief silence. I think I heard snow falling.

Love means never having to say you’re sorry.

What can you say about a twenty-five-year-old girl who died? That she was beautiful. And brilliant. That she loved Mozart and Bach. And the Beatles. And me.

What the hell makes you smart?” I asked.”I wouldn’t go for coffee with you.””Listen – I wouldn’t ask you.””That,” she replied, “is what makes you stupid.