I don't know if I like you or love you, want you or need you, all I know is I love the feeling I get when I'm near you.
The most wonderful of all things in life, I believe, is the discovery of another human being with whom one's relationship has a glowing depth, beauty, and joy as the years increase. This inner progressiveness of love between two human beings is a most marvelous thing, it cannot be found by looking for it or by passionately wishing for it. It is a sort of Divine accident.
Friends inspire you to become your best and still love you when you're at your worst.
I've learned that guys can make the best of friends... my best friend is a guy, and I can tell him anything and everything... oh except the fact that I'm absolutely crazy about him... that part always seems to stay out of our conversations.
It was like sawdust, the unhappiness: it infitrated everything, everything was a problem, everything made her cry - school, homework, boyfriends, the future, the lack of future, the uncertainty of the future, fear of future, fear in general - but it was so hard to say exactly what the problem was in the first place - The Dead Girl
Love is when you pick the food off your plate because you don't like it and you put it on his and he eats it anyway.
How could you make me love you and then not be there to love me back?
Each move I made in his direction just seemed to pave my way faster to hell.