"I had to hand it to him, leaving the empty glove lying on the bed was an apt metaphor for love. Two things I can say about my grandpa are that he is wise, and his left hand is probably cold."
"Love is like breakfast with Mildred. Who’s Mildred? How the heck should I know? I don’t eat breakfast."
"Nobody peels a banana before stabbing themselves with it. But that’s exactly how I love—dangerously."
"Love is a bronze statue sinking in quicksand. But if I hand you a lasso, will you try to save the statue—or use the lasso to hang yourself? If you need me, I’ll be here to kick the chair out from under your feet."
"Love is a bronze statue sinking in quicksand. But if I hand you a lasso, will you try to save the statue—or use the lasso to hang yourself? If you need me, I’ll be here to kick the chair out from under your feet."
"Love is a circular emotion that surrounds you, like a hug. Or a noose."