“A double bed can seem awfully small if your'e sharing it with someone you don't love. (Misia)”

“But really death seems the least awful thing that can happen to someone”

“But girls willing to share your bed don't equal girls willing to put up with your random crap moods, listen to your exhaustive legal opinions, or support your life's goals the way someone who loves you would.”

“Love, what is love? I don't think you can really put it into words. Love is understanding someone, caring for him, sharing his joys and sorrows. This eventually includes physical love. You've shared something, given something away and received something in return, whether or not you're married, whether or not you have a baby. Losing your virtue doesn't matter, as long as you know that for as long as you live you'll have someone at your side who understands you, and who doesn't have to be shared with anyone else!”

“(Peter) If you don't share the lows, it seems you might stop sharing the highs as well.”

“You can be in love with someone you hardly know, all romance and rapture and starry eyes.... But you can’t love a person till you know him or her inside out, until you have lived with them and shared experience... you have got to share living before you can find love.”