“Love is no game. People cut their ears off over this stuff. People jump off the Eiffel Tower and sell all their possessions and move to Alaska to live with the grizzly bears, and then they get eaten and nobody hears them when they scream for help. That’s right. Falling in love is pretty much the same thing as being… — Jess Rothenberg Copy Share
“News flash: The whole thing is a huge mess and a giant nightmare and it’s all about to explode in your face… — Jess Rothenberg Copy Share Image
“The problem is, there is absolutely nothing "fun" about falling in love. Nope. Mostly it just makes you feel sick and crazy… — Jess Rothenberg Copy Share Image
“I was falling. Falling through time and space and stars and sky and everything in between. I fell for days and weeks… — Jess Rothenberg Copy Share Image
“I gave him a look. "Are you always this charming?" "Are you always this beautiful?” — Jess Rothenberg Copy Share Image
“Sometimes, friends drift in and out of our lives like fashion accessories—in one season and out the next.” — Jess Rothenberg Copy Share Image
“In the midst of happiness or despair in sorrow or in joy in pleasure or in pain: Do what is right and you will… — Jess Rothenberg Copy Share Image
“And yes, he tells you that you're beautiful, and suddenly, you are.” — Jess Rothenberg Copy Share Image
“The trouble is, sometimes words are like arrows. Once you shoot them, there's no going back.” — Jess Rothenberg Copy Share Image
“I guess maybe once in a while the universe just knows a good thing when it sees it.” — Jess Rothenberg Copy Share Image
“Love is no game. People cut their ears off over this stuff. People jump off the Eiffel Tower and sell all their possessions and move to Alaska to live with the grizzly bears, and then they get eaten and nobody hears them when they scream for help. That’s right. Falling in love is pretty much the same thing as being… — Jess Rothenberg Copy Share
“Patrick's entire front torso was covered with gruesome stab wounds. Like he'd been run through again and again with a sharp knife - and… — Jess Rothenberg Copy Share Image
“You did love me," I whispered. "Just not the same way I loved you.” — Jess Rothenberg Copy Share Image
