Who do you think it was that brought the bottle to her?
What's the best thing about being in college? Good teachers. They inspire you, they entertain you, and you end up learning a ton even when you don't know it.
What I do know is that when I was sitting with you that night, I felt like God was telling me that I was doing the right thing.
The reason it hurts so much to separate is because our souls are connected. Maybe they always have been and will be. Maybe we've lived a thousand lives before this one and in each of them we've found...
The most ordinary things could be made extraordinary, simply by doing them with the right people.
That's what I don't like about college, by the way. It's like a lot of people don't believe these years really count, so you're allowed to experiment with... whatever. There's such a casual view about...
Poetry wasn't written to be analysed: it was meant to inspire without reason, to touch without understanding.
Mom says it's because she has PMS.Do you even know what that means?I'm not a little kid anymore. It means pissed-at- men syndrome
Maybe I don't want to be defined by what I do. Maybe I'd like to be defined by what I am.
Marriage, each of them realized intuitively, was about compromise and forgiveness. It was about balance, where one person complemented the other.
It's not such a bad thing. Change isn't always for the best.
It was, I remembered thinking, the most difficult walk anyone ever had to make. In every way, a walk to remember.
It takes over—fear, I mean. No matter how hard you try to fight it, it takes over, crushing the life out of you.
It is powerful- a symbol, a circle- and I know, I know, there could never have been another one.
I'm going to miss you while you're gone.
I'll be anything you want, just tell me what you want and I'll be that.
I think my dad was happy. I phrase it like this because he seldom showed much emotion. Hugs and kisses wwere a rarity for me growing up, and when they did happen, they often struck me as lifeless, som...
I suspect that most people harbor a lingering sense of What if I’d followed my heart?,
I have come to realize that destiny can hurt a person as much as it can bless him.
I had no choice. Love does funny things to people.