"Leave the cage open. If you love someone, give them a chance to leave. You can always lock them up again should they return to you."
"I am my own love story. And I want to tell my love story, from the inside. Just add water and stir."
"I left my phone number on a napkin, along with trace amounts of spaghetti sauce and garlic bread grease, hoping she’d call me. And when she didn’t, I panicked and filed a missing person’s report with the police."
"I would pour you a glass of wine, but wouldn’t it be more romantic if you sipped it out of my armpit?"
"A poem for Beth: Roses are red, Violets are blue, I didn’t know what love meant, until I looked it up in the dictionary."
"Love is something to be treated with awe. Or should it be aww? People don’t know my capacity for love. If you tried to bottle it up, I’m sure it would take at least three thermoses to contain it. And if it did get contained, would you drink my love black, or would you add cream and sugar?"