There is no word for the recipient of the love. There is only a word for the giver. There is the assumption that lovers come in pairs.

What I learned The well-documented difference Between alone and lonely The comfort of knowing

The words that matter always stay.

I had always felt that mittens were a few steps back on the evolutionary scale-- why, I wondered, would we want to make ourselves into a less agile version of lobster.

I am a firm believer in serendipity- all the random pieces coming together in one wonderful moment, when suddenly you see what their purpose was all along.

Things that matter are not easy. Feelings of happiness are easy. Happiness is not. Flirting is easy. Love is not. Saying you’re friends is easy. Being friends is not.

Remember that at any given moment there are a thousand things you can love.