A guy and a girl can be just friends, but at one point or another, they will fall for each other…Maybe temporarily, maybe at the wrong time, maybe too late, or maybe forever

So you’re going to Walmart, huh? Those checkout lines can take an eternity to get through. Well, pick me up some chips while you’re there.

This is what I will do from now; I will hurt you.

Sometimes the one who is running from the Life/Death/Life nature insists on thinking of love as a boon only. Yet love in its fullest form is a series of deaths and rebirths. We let go...

The difference between you and everyone else, is everyone else. And that’s a lot, so you should feel special.

I keep my heart in my hope chest. Other items in there are clothes, towels, silverware, and all the love I have to offer my future wife. I must specify that my love is hand...

I’d like to write a screenplay about my grandpa, and I’d like my future grandson to play the part. Talk about a mindfuck!

Witty sayings don’t grow on bumpers the way babies do. I was raised by a single rush hour.

It is not something you can tell by looking at a person, but trust is always being increased or decreased as you interact with a person.

It’s not you, it’s me.” This line could signify rejection, or it could be something I say in the future, when I’m talking to one of my clones about another one of my clones.

The greatest unity comes from the greatest differences which are brought together in relationship.

Love is a lot like bowling, I thought as I drove by a boarded up and abandoned bowling alley. Like the economy, I’ve made a full recovery since we broke up.

Unrequited love is the infinite curse of a lonely heart.

I melted in my defeat like Victory Ice Cream. I brought along an extra spoon for you, because I’m a sharing kind of guy.

Has it tortured you as much as it’s tortured me?” He asked. “Don’t call it torture when it’s self-inflicted. You always have a choice.

Be with people who know your VALUE not your PRICE

That cake tasted good. But the cake in the garbage tasted better. It was the best cake I ever ate.

I think she cared more for that bloody dog than for me, for us. And maybe that’s not so stupid, looking back… maybe it is easier living on your own looking after some stupid mutt...

If she could find a man who could feel and laugh as well as desire, she might even think about thinking about marriage.

Single life is the best life until you get hit by lonely nights.

The air between them was electric, the scent of his aftershave was intoxicating and she could feel the testosterone bouncing off him. She could immediately tell he was a powerful man.

There is no formula to relationships. They have to be negotiated in loving ways, with room for both parties, what they want and what they need, what they can do and what their life is...

You talked over the tour guide who pointed to houses and windows. Showing us where people had lived and died and other people now stayed in their place. Just like a broken heart.” – Adieu

You want to know why God gave us people to love? Because that’s the only way we can understand how he feels about us. Desperate and jealous.

Living together/ is one move closer/ to living apart

Relationships with your enemies; you need to cultivate those, because: “Only true enemies stab you in the front.

Last night I was seriously considering whether I was a bisexual or not but I don’t think so though I’m not sure if I’d like to be and argh I don’t think there’s anything wrong...

Best (male-female) friends hardly differ from lovers, but not too many lovers are best friends.It’s just ironical that you are in love and want to spend the rest of your life with someone who is...

the life that goes out of love and care -its a disaster .

I didn’t dream about you last night. I woke up in fear.

I admired so many things about you. Almost everything. But I don’t want to wind up like you. I don’t want to starve to death, all alone on some island inside my own head. Hopeless.

There comes a time in a girl’s life where she finds her heart broken, what matters is not the boy who broke it but the boy who stitches it back together

And so I’ve written everything down, too afraid of my demons and what they may say, the doubt that eats at me from the inside. Too afraid that I’ll forget and it’ll all be a...

Beside her, she can feel each breath he draws. How is it possible to be so close to a person and still not know what you are to each other? With baseball, it’s simple. There’s...

Aşk, hayranlığın vektörel çizimi… Deli bir yönelim. Kanı tersine akıtan o ani ve meçhul kalp atışlarının eşsiz dizeleri.

To recognize and comprehend what influences us and others is to function with purpose.

Good sex requires further exposure than simply removing one’s clothes. And as for a good relationship? Ah! For this one must be prepared to reveal even more.” — André Chevalier

Communication is like a pressure relief valve for your body. When a little pressure gets cooked up inside and needs to be released, you can gently turn the nozzle and release it slowly and gracefully...

Because that’s what unfaithfulness is, isn’t it? A cancer that’s always there in the back of your mind, eating away at the foundations of the relationship.

For this decision, too, he had submitted to the overwhelming force of Sharon’s personality, whose longings and needs seemed inalienable rights, whereas Marcus’s were merely whims.

When coming to sex: First served, first come.

When a man’s bank balance becomes too small, his woman flees. For a man to do the same, his woman’s body — or vagina — has to do the opposite.

I know enough to know that no woman should ever marry a man who hated his mother.

wound-able” as a choice to the alternative of living miserably inside walls and masks, hiding from pain and Joy.

Sometimes those we love break us to bind us whole within the transition.

Use love as the only instrument to question the world around you.

I was lucky to meet you, yes.”Me too . . .’ she said, looking me in the eyes. ‘I was lucky too. The men I know are a disaster, not one of them believes in...

Orpheus never liked words. He had his music. He would get a funny look on his face and I would say what are you thinking about and he would always be thinking about music.

I will track right on down to hell to pull your ass out of the fire.

Yes. THANK YOU. And say hello to Judas Iscariot.