Italians make you laugh and break your heart.

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.

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.

He tastes of rice with a touch of saffron. He says I taste of seafood. I guess we'd make a good paella.

There is nothing more feminine than a blowjob. You naked on your knees. Your guy with his hand resting on the back of your head. A really good blowjob confirms some primal nostalgia. It puts the world in balance.