A baseball bat could not have hit me harder than that smile did. I was sixteen years old. In that time, how many thousands of smiles had been aimed at me? so why did this one feel like the first?

She was elusive. She was today. She was tomorrow.

Many girls have been romanced under the moon, and I don’t mean to say moonlight is overrated, but few I think have known the magic of a sunrise kiss.

In my mind, I'm writing for everybody.

He doesn't think. He just does. A nonthinking doer.

When you own nothing, it's easy to let things go.

Friendship isn't always sunnyside up.