If you love an addle egg as well as you love an idle head, you would eat chickens i' th' shell.
For you to ask advice on the rules of love is no better than to ask advice on the rules of madness.
But love was strange. It distorted your perspective and played havoc with your logic.
Then it's settled," I said. "We'll do a dream conference call." That love and rapture faltered. "Wait. How is it settled? How did we go from me declaring my love for you to me being okay with a dream?" "It's Adrian Ivashkov logic. Don't try to understand it. Just roll with it.
A curse on this game. How can you stick at a game when the rules keep on changing? I shall call myself Alice and play croquet with the flamingos. In Wonderland everyone cheats and love is Wonderland, isn't it?
What a silly thing love is! It is not half as useful as logic, for it does not prove anything and it is always telling one things that are not going to happen, and making one believe things that are not true.
I haven’t changed my mind. That’s the point! I want to spend my life with you even though it’s totally irrational. And you have short earlobes. Socially and genetically there’s no reason for me to be attracted to you. The only logical conclusion is that I must be in love with you.
Love knows nothing of order.
Love is illogical, love had consequences--I did this to myself, and I should be able to take it.
Relationships dont always make sense. Especially from the outside
