Nora Ephron Quotes

The truth is, I don't have a real clue what love is - how to find it, how to give it. Once upon a time I thought I knew.

Yes, I-- I think I love her. Is that nuts?

I guess I have always been deeply terrified to really be someone's wife since I know from life one cannot love another, ever, really.

Maybe I'm too young to keep good love from going wrong, but tonight you're on my mind, so you never know.

I don't really know that much about love, it turns out.

I think I know the feeling of 'liking' someone, but I don't know what it means to 'love.'

There is a no man's land between sex and love, and it alters in the night.

When one has to ask, "Am I really in love?" the answer is always "No".

We are symbolic. We are driving to the edge of the city and talking in vague-yet-resolute certainties about our dreams and our futures. We are leaving certain things in the medicine cabinet. We are falling in love.

Don't be so anxious about it,' she laughed. 'I'm not used to being loved. I wouldn't know what to do; I never got the trick of it.' She looked down at him, shy and fatigued. 'So here we are. I told you years ago that I had the makings of Cinderella.' He took her hand; she drew it back instinctively and then replaced it in his. 'Beg your pardon. Not even used to being touched. But I'm not afraid of you, if you stay quiet and don't move suddenly.

I know you love me, but I don't know why. I look at you and I just can't get why it's me. Every time I get my balance, I lose it again. Because it shouldn't be me, and I think it'd kill me if you ever figured that out.

She'd met Colin on a Monday. She'd kissed him on a Friday. Twelve years later. She sighed. It seemed fairly pathetic.

I get by on wishful thinking that when you come home you'll want to stay.

Tell me then, does love make one a fool or do only fools fall in love?

How is it I know this little about the boy who says he loves me-

Do you love me? What? Do you? I love you. I don't know if I trust you. Maybe you shouldn't do either. Maybe I'm the one who should decide!

I dare not hope. I never was fainthearted before; but I cannot believe such a creature cares for me.

Would he have said he loved me? I would ask myself that for the rest of my life.

The experience of life teaches us that being like someone in love is more real, because everything is uncertain.

She'd preferred the uncertainty, if only because it allowed her to remember him the way he used to be. Sometimes, though, she wondered what he felt when he thought of that year they spent together, or if he ever marveled at what they'd shared, or even whether he thought of her at all.

Ah. In my experience, when people say they don't know whether they love someone, they usually mean no.

But I hadn't known what love was. And I wondered how you could ever be sure, when you thought you loved someone, if you really did.

When you ask people about love, they tell you about heartbreak.

My love for you was bulletproof but you're the one who shot me.

Everything's a gamble, love most of all.