I understood how strangers met and fell into bed, not how they met and fell in love. I wasn't sure what falling in love meant. The very notion seemed so corny, so arbitrary, so fragile.

When you fall in love, everything is impregnated with new meaning. It is as if you suddenly have borderline personality disorder.

All girls compare themselves with every other girl. It is our nature; our tragedy, and it all changes when we fall in love.

Love is the colour of spring sunshine muted through old windows. Love has a taste, a texture - dark chocolate with pistachios; a sound - wind chimes echoing from a distant hill; a rhythm - the tango, obviously.

Falling in love is like falling from a high cliff into a warm silky sea, the falling is like flying and the landing is like a glimpse of the divine.

Always say yes and try before you say no.