You can’t put a price tag on love. But if you could, I’d wai... - Jarod Kintz, This Book is Not FOR SALE
"You can’t put a price tag on love. But if you could, I’d wait for it to go on sale."
"You can’t put a price tag on love. But if you could, I’d wait for it to go on sale."
"My heartbeat is a pulse, and it pumps out sonic vibrations that resonate with her mind as she lays her head on my chest. Listen silently and you can hear the frequency of love."
"I’m so sunburned I’m embarrassed, but you can’t tell I’m blushing because I’m sunburned. I’m so ashamed I could just lie on the beach and die."
"I ordered a beer and then I ordered another beer, because why finish one when I can finish two? Having only one is great for love, but bad for beer."
"My writing has appeared in the New Yorker and The Atlantic Monthly, though whenever the newsstand guy catches me scribbling my poetry in them, he always comes along later and erases it."
"My cup is full of air. I should empty it and fill it with love. Or coffee, as the two are synonymous to me."