"I am so extreme that I do parkour like a caterpillar gyrates. My movements are slow and methodical, but eventually my free running takes flight. I love the same exact way, and my romance has the essence of a butterfly."
"Love is like war, except without all the blood and death and stuff."
"If someone invited you to a flash mob, would you wear a bra?"
"My clone will have my mind, but I don’t mind. Two heads are better than one—especially when those two are one and the same."
"She looked, but she couldn’t see. She was wearing an emotional blindfold, and though she heard me say I love you, she just didn’t listen."
"A tree with red leaves is like an old man with gray hair. Likewise, my love for you was blue, but now it’s orange, and that’s a compliment."