“It feels good, honey, but it isn't love.”
“Love isn't tested by how good it makes you feel. It's tested by whether you are brave enough to feel every part of it.”
“I can't describe the feeling when I go down – it's down down down and there's never going to be an up again. And whatever was good isn't good any more; white becomes grey, music becomes dictionaries, honey becomes beer and the sky a curdled lemon. There's no caramel anymore.”
“Hug me till you drug me, honey; Kiss me till I'm in a coma: Hug me, honey, snuggly bunny; Love's as good as soma.”
“I want to feel like honey and trombones. I want to feel like honey and trombones”
“Honey, love isn't like rappeling into a cave, where you can control your descent and how deep you go. It's just falling into the hole.”