breathtaking, adj. Those moments when we kiss and surrender for an hour before we say a single word.

Deep down, you see, I long to be arcane, esoteric. I would love to confound people with their own language.

Luckily, I always travel with a book, just in case I have to wait on line for Santa, or some such inconvenience.

There is certainty in a ring. The non-ending, the non-beginning. The ongoing. The way it holds on to you not because it's fastened or stretched or adhered. It holds on because it fits.

I say good-bye to hope, but I also say good-bye to hope's disappointment.

How amazing it is that friendships can become so full that you can't imagine what your life was like before them.

Dullness is the spice of life. Which is why we must always use other spices.