What can I say? I have a thing for women who carry heavy books and know how to use them
This is why people are so hard to understand. I cannot even estimate their gravitational pull.
Friendship was a concept men bandied about to save face when they were rejected.
After everything we’ve done for each other, a few harsh words hardly signify.
...having you as a friend wasn’t second prize. It wasn’t something to chafe against. It was an honor.