There's a paradox in every paradigm.

There are so many things that we have to be very concerned about. But I always come back to feminism.

A little bird told me that jumping is easy and the falling is fun, right up until you hit sidewalk shivering and stunned.

Too much is how I love you, but too well is how I know you.

I'm pretty much a workaholic, but when you're doing what you love it's hard to think of a reason to stop.

I envy your ignorance, I hear that it's bliss.

You are so lame. You always disappoint me. It's kind of like our running joke but it's really not funny and I just want you to live up to the image of you I create.