“I found love in the arms of another woman. Who needs two legs, a torso, or talking?
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“I need love. Here’s a list of other things I need: eggs, butter, flour, and sugar. I’m making a cake for the woman I love—and another one for my lover.”

“My life was unbalanced. That is, until I found love and grew a second leg.”

“Love isn’t stackable and interlocking, like boxes or Legos. Love is like a one-legged man standing on a three-legged chair that is placed on top of a two-legged piano. I should know, because I’m the guy trying to tune that piano, fix that chair, and affix a prosthetic leg to that guy—who happens to be my piano teacher. Mr. Balloonky, you get down from there now!
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“We all need something to embrace, even if it’s just our own torso.”

“To become one who believes two become one, you need love in your life.”

“I often wear camouflaged pants so when I walk I look like a floating torso. I love with the same air of mystery.”