Seventeen moons, seventeen years, Eyes where Dark or Light appears, Gold for yes and green for no, Seventeen the last to know.
It is neither wise nor honest to detract from beauty as a quality. There cannot be a refined soul insensible to its influence.
I'll drive like my grandma. I'll drive like your grandma." "You wouldn't say that if you knew my gramma.
Link says if a girl says not to get her a birthday present that means get me a birthday present and make sure it’s jewelry.
Are you insinuatin' that my daughter is a liar?" "Oh, no, not at all. I'm saying your daughter is a liar. Surely you can appreciate the difference.
Well? Is it true? Did she?" "Did she what?" "You know. Fall outta the crazy tree and hit every branch on the way down?
I need another drink!” I said as a second attempt to change the subject. “Shots!” America yelled. Shepley rolled his eyes. “Oh, yeah. That’s what you need, another shot.
He knew, perhaps better than anyone, that we don't get to choose what is true. We only get to choose what we do about it.
High school sucked. It was a universal truth, and whoever said these were supposed to be the best years of your life was probably drunk or delusional.
Stairway to Hell or Yellow Brick Road? Why don't you give your Magic 8 Ball a shake and see if it's ready to play again.
Write, write, write! Get your you-know-what in the chair and write more books: write the books of your heart and don’t let stress steal your joy.
The stars look like they're so close, you could reach out and touch them. But you can't. Sometimes things look a lot closer than they are.
I should say no to prove a point", He said, his eyebrows pulled together. "But I would hate myself later if I said no and you never asked me again" - Travis
You’re everything I’ve ever wanted, Pigeon.” “Just remember that when I take all of your money in the next poker game,” I said, pulling off my shirt.
There's something about sitting alone in the dark that reminds you how big the world really is, and how far apart we all are.
This virtuous and very industrious woman needs physical strength and ability to do the work of her life, the work of love.
I was going to tell you that you look beautiful with your hair down. That's all I was going to say.
Tonight, I won't dream, because nobody has held me and no hands have strayed and even though I'm drunk with love, my arms are empty.
Every cloud doesn't have a silver lining but making time to look at the beauty of clouds can give you peace of mind
I’ve always wondered why people who love you do that to you – give you photographs where they look beautiful, you not so much.
It's strange how memory gets twisted and pulled like taffy in its retelling, how a single event can mean something different to everyone present.
