Well. There is a psychiatric occurrence we see in men-not often women-where they put all their hopes and dreams onto one person, so intensely that at some point it trips a wire in the brain circuitry, and that causes them to go, in a minute, 180 degrees the other way.

No one ever loved you like him. And no one ever took it away so completely. But it's here. Look around.

Time heals all wounds. And if it doesn't, you name them something other than wounds and agree to let them stay.

I enjoy films where two characters are coming of age, just different ages. That's why I love 'Paper Moon' so much.

Cyndi Lauper was hilarious and generous, someone I'd loved from childhood who didn't disappoint.

I'm in love with someone good and kind and gentle, and he's seen the darkness too, but somehow we've become each other's light.

In other words, it was a struggle with himself. And the product of that struggle: anger, bitterness, resentment, envy or transformation, aspiration, hope, decency..the product of that struggle is the quality of your life and the nature of your soul.