Dicey looked out over the tall marsh grasses, blowing in the wind. If the wind blew, the grasses had to bend with it.
God is not a cosmic bellboy for whom we can press a button to get things.
I don't want to be alone, I want to be left alone.
His room was a sickly dual-tone of crimson and charcoal, like an Untitled Rothko, the colours bleeding into each other horribly and then rather serenely. The overall effect was overwhelmingly unapolog...
Love is composed of a single soul inhabiting two bodies.
I find no importance in showing others that I am happy; it's not important to me that they know or think that I am happy but what is important to me is that I am happy. I am interested in being happy,...
My best friend is the man who in wishing me well wishes it for my sake.
One of these days, will become a this day. And that day, will be the preeminent of days to come.
Everyone checks out my mom. My mom's hot.
Tomorrow, smile at a perfect stranger and mean it.
Arise, my love, let us try to set these ashes on fire again!