You get older and you learn there is one sentence just four worlds long and if you can say it to yourself it offers more comfort than almost any other. It goes like this… Ready ” “Ready.” “At least I tried.

Hey," he said. "It's someday." He said the last word in Greek.

My household is, in a nice way, very busy.

There was love expressed in the places you usually forget to look.

I agree that a love of reading is a great gift for a parent to pass on to his or her child.

Why does he have to be my boyfriend? Are you inferior if you don't have a boyfriend? Why does everybody have to be in love with somebody?

This body is breaking down, but I am not.