Quotes from Mike Gayle

Give a man a noble cause and he would fight to the death for what he believed in,but get the woman he loves to leave him and his once honourable principles would cease to be quite so important.

Good things could happen to not so bad people.

'I thought I could live my life without you,' she says, trying desperately to hold back her tears. 'I can't. I've tried and I can't do it.'

I'm telling you this for one reason and one reason only: No matter how sure you are of someone's love, it's always nice to hear it.

She was the first woman in my life to convince me to fall in love with her.

I'd like the kind of love that lasts forever.It doesn't matter if it's plain,it doesn't matter if it's ugly.It just has to be there.

Love is so complicated, that is why it is love.

In a relationship the details are everything because they remind you - just when you need to be reminded the most - why you fell in love with someone in the first place.

If eskimos can come up with fifty words for snow because its a matter of life and death, why do we have just one word for love?

For the rest of the day Hubert couldn't stop grinning. He grinned in the lift on the way back down to the warehouse. He grinned as he passed Mr Coulthard yelling at the new lads. And he grinned all the more later when Kenneth told him a very odd story about being sent on a wild-goose chase to the fourth floor by a girl from Haberdashery.

It's the best feeling in the world knowing there's someone in your corner. That no matter what and no matter how badly you mess up, they will always be on your side.

Sometimes I really feel sorry for Mel - Her life would've been so much better if she'd fallen in love with someone normal. Instead she fell in love with me and had been paying for the mistake ever since.

But it's like anything, the more time you give it, the better it gets.

You carry about in your own selfish world completely oblivious to the things that really upset me and then wonder what it is you've done wrong.

I've got a question for you . . . What are you doing on Saturday night?' Hubert stared at her confused. 'Me . . . me . . . got no plans.' 'Good,' she replied. 'In that case you're taking me to the five o'clock showing of South Pacific at the Regal in Blackfriars.

you raise them the best you can, make all the sacrifices in the world, give them all the love in the universe, and all they do is break your heart." After lunch they called

annoyance how the vet's policy of calling out a pet's name rather than that of their owner caused its usual flurry of sniggers.

who never thought to give her a call, even though, it seemed, they lived their entire lives through their phones.

Everything new sounds ridiculous until someone makes it happen.

The difference between our love and the love you have for her is like the difference between knowing something in your head and knowing something in your heart. In your head, you think you love me because we see the world the same way, we feel the same things - in a way we're almost like twins - but what you and her have is much more special because it's not about what you have in common, it's about the way she makes you feel in your heart. And the heart wins every time.

I used to think I had all the time in the world to do everything I wanted. But what's the use of having all the time in the world if you're always wasting it on things that don't mean a thing?

It used to be the family all looking out for one another but it's not like that anymore. It used to be you at least knew your doctor, but these days you're lucky to get an appointment, let alone see the same GP twice. It used to be your neighbors kept an eye on you but people like to keep themselves to themselves now. It used to be that you belonged to a community, but really, is there such a thing anymore? Now it's more like every man for himself.

It's funny how life can be sometimes, just when you think you know how everything is, it sneaks out a surprise that really tears the rug right out from beneath your feet.

If you haven't got your life sorted at forty, no one, not even your own mum, is going to hand you a medal and say well done.