I think I'm smart unless I'm really, really in love and then I am ridiculously stupid.

I've learned that you can't predict [love] or plan for it. For someone like me who is obsessed with organization and planning, I love the idea that love is the one exception to that. Love is the one wild card.

If you fall in love based on zero hours spent with me? That's maybe something to be aware of. That will fade fast. You can't be in love with a google search.

Real love still happens sometimes. It's not just something we make up when you're nine. I have to believe that. You do too.

No matter what love throws at you, you have to believe in it.

I think that it's fearless to fall for your best friend, even though he's in love with someone else.