You’re a guy: you can’t help being a complete idiot. Comes with the junk.
My mama always told me there are few things a good hug can’t cure, and those things are what bourbon’s for.
Is this going to be a thing?” I ask, my arms wound around his broad shoulders. “You carrying me around like a sack of potatoes?” “It makes me feel macho bein’ able to lift all this weight – ow!
I love you the way I love the smell of old books.
A true friendship isn’t based on what you think you can get out of it. It’s based on respecting someone enough to let him be who he really is. A true friend is someone who says “I’m here for you” and proves it.
Meeting you is a gift, and it will always be a gift, no matter how long we have together. So what I promised still stands: I’m yours until September. If you still want me.
If I decided to be a serial killer and went on a murderous rampage with a kitchen knife, she’d find some way to be supportive. She’d probably buy me a set of monogrammed cleavers.
Let it be. Accept that you have warring factions inside you. If you’re living by your core values, all the second-guessing is just noise you can give yourself permission to ignore.
I might be an introvert, but I’ve got a temper, and I hold a grudge like nobody’s business.
You never know how strong you are until being strong is the only choice you have.
Men aren’t like us, baby. They’re dumb as doughnut holes when it comes to love.
Your past is your own business. But you’re asking a lot if you expect me to take every strange thing you say on faith. Mystery is great. Mystery I can take, because mysteries eventually get solved. But secrets?” I shook my head. “I’m not so good with those. If we’re going to get closer, you’re going to have to let me in. That’s part of the deal.” Seeing.
The note is stuck directly under the line I ridiculed during dinner: “Now, feel. I am thee and thou art me and all of one is the other. And feel now. Thou hast no heart but mine.
Some of the prettiest faces hide the meanest hearts, and smooth talk is no substitute for good character. The only way to judge a person is by his deeds.
That’s a lot of tripping, Romeo. You need to see a doctor for your balance problem.
Be ready to tell me everything you want me to do to you in bed.
To not have to talk about what I want.
I’m about to turn you from a rooster to a hen, you preening little prick.
Trust me, if murder was legal, I’d have killed dozens of people by now.
Racism isn’t about where you were born. It’s about how small your heart is.