I fell in love with him. But I don't just stay with him by default as if there's no one else available to me. I stay with him because I choose to, every day that I wake up, every day that we fight or lie to each other or disappoint each other. I choose him over and over again, and he chooses me.

When I saw you I fell in love, and you smiled because you knew.

I wasn't actually in love, but I felt a sort of tender curiosity.

You know it's never fifty-fifty in a marriage. It's always seventy-thirty, or sixty-forty. Someone falls in love first. Someone puts someone else up on a pedestal. Someone works very hard to keep things rolling smoothly; someone else sails along for the ride.

When you trip over love, it is easy to get up. But when you fall in love, it is impossible to stand again.

I fell in love with her when we were together, then fell deeper in love with her in the years we were apart.

Have you ever been in love? Horrible isn't it? It makes you so vulnerable. It opens your chest and it opens up your heart and it means that someone can get inside you and mess you up.

Before I met my husband, I'd never fallen in love. I'd stepped in it a few times.