"How dumb did Seventeen and Cosmopolitan magazine think their readers were? Dumb enough to believe that you could judge a guy by his shoes, that we needed a Bedside Astrologer, and that mental illness is a myth- if memory serves.

At some point during those teen years, I developed a quiz that was a way for my friends and me to determine if the boys we were interested in were suitable matches for us. It was a simple formula with only four categories.”

"I remember one list in which I discovered that I scored a quiet guy in my Algebra class higher than the boy I had been lusting after for years.

Don’t be surprised if the person you have spent so much energy on is not the person who turns out to be the better match. There is a reason why those we pine over take up so much brain space. It’s because we are trying to make a puzzle piece fit the wrong picture. Deep down, we know what is good for us and who will be loyal, kind and loving to us. Saying the heart wants what it wants is like telling yourself not to trust your own mind."