"I still feel that kiss sometimes."
"I’m almost never serious, and I’m always too serious. Too deep, too shallow. Too sensitive, too cold hearted. I’m like a collection of paradoxes."
"I’ve been thinking too much of you"
"I would like to be able to gently drift in and out of existence when I wanted to."
"We look up at the same stars, and see such different things."
"How could you possibly love her? You don’t even know her favorite book."
"Look, let me put it this way: with me, you’re number one and there isn’t even a number two."