If you judge a fish by its ability to climb a tree, it will live its whole life believing that it is stupid.
Love: a single word, a wispy thing, a word no bigger or longer than an edge. That's what it is: an edge; a razor. It draws up through the center of your life, cutting everything in two. Before and after. The rest of the world falls away on either side.
I just want you to know that you're very special? and the only reason I'm telling you is that I don't know if anyone else ever has.
True love is not so much a matter of romance as it is a matter of anxious concern for the well-being of one's companion.
No matter how plain a woman may be, if truth and honesty are written across her face, she will be beautiful.