What a tangle love is.

You cannot always have happiness, but you can always give happiness.

He looks at me, the light in his eyes fractures into millions of bits—a kaleidoscope of darkness that may never be fixed.

I look at him more than a little shocked by his words knowing how much he likes being right being in charge most people do.

Miracles do occur, and it's never too late to turn your life around and reach for something better.

There are only two emotions. Love and fear.... Love and fear is all there is == Everything else is just an offshoot motivated by those two.

You left me." Not realizing until I've said my final good-bye and closed the door behind me, that he's not referring to the past. He's prophesying our future.