More quotes by Jarod Kintz, This Book is Not FOR SALE

"Combine a fog machine and a cotton candy maker to create delicious mystery. This is the heart of romance."
"She brews a bruise on my heart, and drinks it like a beer. She calls it love, but she would, because she’s drunk on my torment."
"The going rate for love is going away. And the more you go away, the more expensive it gets."
"I mined my mind, and I found no love. My heart is where excavation yields gold, and if you dig me as much as I dig you, we can both get rich."
"She’s ignoring my texts. Maybe she’s dead. Oh, I certainly hope so. I’d hate to think she’s being deliberately unresponsive."