He clearly suffers from some past traumas too, so hopefully he'll understand why I was untruthful to him about mine.

But I stayed up thinking about how I've been lying to him, no less than I lie to myself in my pre-sleep ritual. And I lied to him again just as we were growing more intimate than ever and he asked me about my scar.

I wish I knew how to get you back. And apparently fate won't let me give up"From Central Park Song: a Screenplay

Can I speak to Sayvyer, please?”“You’re looking for the savior? At 1:15 a.m.?”“No. her name’s Sayvyer.”“There’s no savior here. Especially not at 1:15 a.m.

Dating someone exclusively for four months in New York is like four years in Anchorage.

Check my riddle, and I’ll let you play my fiddle.

And today is really the happiest day of your life, because today you woke up and stumbled across the shadow of your soul in broad daylight."From Central Park Song: a Screenplay

Everyone needs beauty. Even beautiful people"From "Central Park Song

At times like these, size really does matter," I point out, at I extend my ginormous umbrella over her in a way that stops any rain droplets from falling on her.My Best Valentine's Day Ever, A Short Story by Zack Love