Rachel Lynn Solomon

“Come on. I’m giving you an olive branch here.”
“If I can’t smack you with it, what’s the point?”

Maybe that’s the definition of nostalgia: getting sappy about things that are supposed to be insignificant.

While I love romance, I’ve never believed in the concept of soul mates, which has always seemed a little like men’s rights activism: not a real thing. Love isn’t immediate or automatic; it takes effort and time and patience.