I can’t stop reading the tributes and stories over Nora Ephron’s passing. (See also this, this and this.) Here was a woman so admired, her death moved even the elegant, unflappable Charlie Rose to choke back tears, admitting on CBS This Morning, “I just always wanted her to like me.”

Anyway, so maybe the title of this blog post is overselling my point a smidge. But when we got married last year, my husband and I were determined to bypass the cheesy wedding ceremony readings that wrap up love and marriage in all-too-neat little packages, that gloss over the messy parts or are just plain stuffy and corny (Love is patient, love is kind….). But we did want something read before we exchanged our vows, something that was honest and real and raw and funny. Something that felt like us. We scoured the Internets. And just when I thought we might be doomed to be the millionth couple to go all e.e. cummings (I carry your heart with me…),  we found this snipped from When Harry Met Sally. And it was perfect. Because who better to quote on matters of the heart than Nora Ephron?

“I love that you get cold when it’s 71 degrees out. I love that it takes you an hour and a half to order a sandwich. I love that you get a little crinkle above your nose when you’re looking at me like I’m nuts. I love that after I spend the day with you, I can still smell your perfume on my clothes. And I love that you are the last person I want to talk to before I go to sleep at night. And it’s not because I’m lonely, and it’s not because it’s New Year’s Eve. I came here tonight because when you realize you want to spend the rest of your life with somebody, you want the rest of your life to start as soon as possible.”