I looked at his face, unsure of how many more of his smiles I’d have.

So far, I had a solid collection of my honest opinions…

True love is usually the most inconvenient kind.

No, I’m not choosing him or you. I’m choosing me.

If this were a simpler matter, I’d have eliminated everyone else by now. I know how I feel about you. Maybe it’s impulsive of me to think I could be so sure, but I’m certain...

You can be brave and still be feminine. You can lead and still love flowers.

It was almost comforting, this mutual acceptance of our secrets.

Need someone to talk to? I could tug my ear right now.

Yeah, Mom, I’ll just keep telling the prince that he has absolutely no shot with me and offend him as often as I can. Great plan.

I sense that you won’t let the world push you into a life you don’t want. Maybe I’m wrong so let me at least say this: Fight, America. You might not want to fight for...