Why does everything so bad for you always taste so dreamy?

He kissed me fiercely, with an utter abandon that I could no more put a halt to than I could stop an avalanche.

One's enemy is often the best teacher of tolerance.

Bad things sometimes happen to good people; the key to happiness is try to make the best of, and be thankful for the hand we're dealt

Regrets are only felt by those who do not understand life's purpose.

Saying his name stabbed my heart, like someone had ripped through my carefully stitched up world and exposed the infected, pulsing red tissue that I thought was healing.

He was my ultimate present my own personal miracle and I'd blown it. I'd given him away. It was like winning backstage passes to meet the rock star of your dreams and donating the tickets to charity. It sucked. Big time.