Because being assaulted with maxi pads is a great way to win friends and influence people.

The first time he'd held her hand, it felt so good that it crowded out all the bad things. It felt better than anything had ever hurt.

Holding Eleanor's hand was like holding a butterfly. Or a heartbeat. Like holding something complete, and completely alive.

It was the nicest thing she could imagine. It made her want to have his babies and give him both of her kidneys.

My girlfriend is sad and quiet and keeps me up all night worrying about her.

Don't bite his face, Eleanor told herself. It's disturbing and needy and never happens in situation comedies or movies that end with big kisses.

Everytime, he breaks your heart. And everytime, he expects me to pick up the pieces.

Can't you just like a girl who likes you back?''None of them likes me back. I may as well like the one I really want.

She wanted to lose herself in him. To tie his arms around her like a tourniquet.If she showed him how much she needed him, he'd run away.

If you can’t save your own life, is it even worth saving?

There's no reason to think we're going to stop loving each other, ' he said. 'And there's every reason to think that we won't.

Heaven is a place where all the dogs you've ever loved come to greet you.

To create emptiness in your heart, let it go with love and fill it with infinite love.

I'm not afraid of new things. I'm just afraid of feeling alone even when there's somebody else there. I'm afraid of feeling bad. Maybe that's selfish, but it's the way I feel.

We don't attach to people or to things; we attach to uninvestigated concepts that we believe to be true in the moment.

Guess in my brain I have a figurative 'man card' that's got certain punches that need to be punched.

All suffering goes just as it came. So it is with the glories and tragedies of the world.

Since I've retired, I eat less, weigh less, train less and care less.

What if every seemingly isolated object was actually just where the continuous wave of that object poked through into our world?

When you're tired, you rationalize. You make excuses in your mind. You say, "I'm too tired; I'm bushed; I can't do this; I'll loaf." Then you're a coward.

I gravitate towards happy music. I love the Beach Boys.