Change can be good but its always tough to let go of the past

I still think I love him more. It's one of those things you never know for certain because there's no way to enter all the relationship data in a computer and have it spit out a definitive answer. You can't quantify love, and if you try, you wind up focusing on misleading factors.

Sweetened ice tea is one of the things I love about the South, right up there with homemade biscuits and cheese grits.

She wonders what fool ever said that it's better to have loved and lost than to have never loved at all - she has never disagreed with something so much.

Then he asks if he can kiss me. It is a question I don’t usually like. Just do it, I always think.

Sorrow comes with so many defense mechanisms. You have your shock, your denial, your getting wasted, your cracking jokes, and your religion. You also have the old standby catchall—the blind belief in fate, the whole "things happening for a reason" drill.

Some of my very closest friends are my guy friends, going back to the third grade, so I believe in the integrity of the male-female friendship.