Cremation was definitely the way to go. It was the way I wanted to go, rather than risk the possibility of going out on a bad-hair day.
But one thing I have to say about Darcy and dating is this: she never blew us off for a guy. She always put her friends first- which is an amazing thing for a high school girl to do.
Anything worthwhile is tough.
Anxiety was not an emotion I could ever remember feeling when I went out in New York, and I wondered why tonight felt so different. Maybe it was because I no longer had a boyfriend or fiance. I sudden...
I know that the problem isn't the dream per se. It was the way I felt afterward, once awake.
You'd do anything to get a soul mate back, right?… I mean, that's the nature of soul mates.
And more important, did he love me as much as he once loved me?
A bit of a dirty fighter, quick with cutting words that he later regrets and doesn't really mean. Then again, I wonder if there isn't always a grain of truth in them, somewhere
What appeals to you the most is the very thing that will drive you crazy
We are in love and meant to be together.
Vatican Palace…because in Venturi’s words, ‘Less is
This time, I whispered that I loved him too. Then, I silently listed all the reason: I loved him for his gentleness. I loved him for being an amazing catch yet still vulnerable enough to be insecure....
There are two kinds of women--those who eat in a crisis and those who lose their appetite in a crisis.
There are no absolutes in relationships. You can't take anything for granted. You can count on absolutely nothing but the unexpected. You only get in trouble when you start thinking that you're some k...
The world is not that black and white, Rachel. There are no moral absolutes. It is complex.
Sweetened ice tea is one of the things I love about the South, right up there with homemade biscuits and cheese grits.
Sorrow comes with so many defense mechanisms. You have your shock, yourdenial, your getting wasted, your cracking jokes, and your religion. You alsohave the old standby catchall—the blind belief in fa...
Nada es perfecto nunca [...]. Lo que cuenta es lo que tú haces.
My head spins as I glance away, refusing to get sucked back into his gaze when so much is at risk.
Maybe someday I would be happy. —