“So does that mean you're going to fall in love with me again?
What makes you think i ever stopped?”

“Tell me how high / Do you think you'll go / Before you start falling?"
The people here / They don't hear you calling
How does it feel / When you're inside me?"”

“Tell me, why do you have to go and make things so complicated? I see the way you're acting like you're somebody else; get's me frustrated. Life's like this: You fall and you crawl and you break and you take what you get and you turn it into. Honestly, you promised me I'm never going to find you faking. No, no! No!”

“I love you, I love you, I love you! And if you ever die on me again, I'll kill you so dead! (Tabitha)”

“Love is a self-manifested notion depending on how lonely you are - so if you're really attracted to someone, and you're really lonely, I think you can fall in love in an instant. It's all about where you're at.”

“Did you ever stop to think, and forget to start again?”

“You are beautiful,” he whispered to me. “If you say so.” “Do ye not believe me? Have I ever lied to you?” “That’s not what I mean. I mean—if you say it, then it’s true. You make it true.”

“I made such a fool of myself,” she lamented.
“Love does not make you a fool.”
“He didn’t love me back.”
“That does not make you a fool, either.”
“Just tell me …” Her voice cracked. “When does it stop hurting?”
“Sometimes never.”

“I love you-I do-but I am afraid of making that love too important. Because you're always going to leave me, A. We can't deny it. You're always going to leave.”

“Someday I'll be livin' in a big old city
And all you're ever gonna be is mean.
Someday, I'll be big enough so you can't hit me
And all you're ever gonna be is mean.
Why you gotta be so mean?”