Maturity brings - among other things - the ability to sustain and survive enormous contradictions and disappointments.

Someone has to write all those stories: why not me?

Om Namah Shivaya, meaning, I honor the divinity that resides within me.

Maybe it's just me but I would suspect that a man trying to impress a woman would be more likely to bring out the steak - "I killed this for you, now I'm grilling it for you."

Time -- when pursued like a bandit -- will behave like one; always remaining one country or one room ahead of you, changing its name and hair color to elude you, slipping ou the back door of the motel just as you're banging through the lobby with your newest search warrant, leaving only a burning cigarette in the ashtray to taunt you.

We're already separated that's official but there's still a window of hope left open that perhaps someday we could give things another try.

Indeed, when I came to Italy, I expected to encounter a certain amount of resentment, but have received instead empathy from most Italians. In any reference to George Bush, people only nod to Berlusconi, saying","We understand how it is - we have one, too.