Deb Caletti Quotes

Therapy was the biggest romance of my life.

If I was your boyfriend <3

I love therapy. I swear by therapy. I couldn't exist without therapy.

In New York City, everybody goes into therapy.

I am oftentimes the ear for some people that I know and love. Which I like being. I don't know if I'd like being a marriage counselor, though, because that's too deep for me.

Relationships have been a way of life and I don't regret being in one ever.

The psychologist was a real positive and I benefited strongly from using him.

If we're friends with someone and attracted to them, we're going to want to take it further.

Love and intimacy are at the root of what makes us sick and what makes us well...I am not aware of any other factor in medicine-not diet, not smoking, not exercise-that has a greater impact.

I've got a dream lover, so I don't have to dream alone.

There might be a few things in a woman's life that a romantic interlude won't cure, but I don't know any of them.

I'm not not looking for a girlfriend - but I'm not particularly looking for a girlfriend, either. I'm not knocking having a relationship; at the end of the day, you want to share with someone. But I just look at it as, I have the rest of my life to do that. I'm not in any rush.

I can understand companionship. I can understand bought sex in the afternoon, but I cannot understand the love affair.

Think of your girlfriend or boyfriend or whomever you want to.

Give a guy a girlfriend and a great job, he doesn’t need therapy.

Find someone to love . . . and, oh, someone to love you.

In Hollywood, not to have an analyst is virtually an admission of failure.

Of course I know who you are. You're my girl. I love you.

What's the use of falling in love if you both remain inertly as you were?

Man and woman, love, what is it? A cork and a bottle.

Every human being is in need of talking to somebody. In this country nobody has time. It seems that talking to a friend has gone out of style. Now you have to pay money to go to an analyst.

I loved her and I loved no one else and we had a lovely magic time while we were alone. I worked well and we made great trips, and I thought we were invulnerable again, and it wasn't until we were out of the mountains in late spring, and back in Paris, that the other thing started again.

What women want: To be loved, to be listened to, to be desired, to be respected, to be needed, to be trusted, and sometimes, just to be held. What men want: Tickets to the World Series.

...the sun would leave my sky if I couldn't assume you'd simply come and tell me you were sad.

Love is the only thing that keeps me sane.