Do you have a little white dress? I've had this deep-seated nurse fantasy about you, Murphy.
Sometimes the only way to carry a heavy burden is to share it with another
I sometimes give myself excellent advice. Occasionally, I even listen to it.
I may have had good reasons. I may have had the best of intentions. But intentions aren’t enough, no matter how good they are. Intentions can lead you to a place where you’re able to make a choice. It’s the choice that counts.
Pretty please. With sugar.
Like “love,” “hope” is one of those ridiculously disproportional words that by all rights should be a lot longer.