We keep reaching for one another, not because we want to necessarily, but because we need to. Not because it’s good for us or because we’re meant for someone else, but because even if we get hurt over and over again, the alternative is to wake up on Saturday and eat eggs by yourself. And we’d really rather eat those eggs with someone else.

"Love and Annie Hall," Splitsider

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I’ve never had a relationship that once it was all over, I thought it was good for me.

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