Good people are good people; religion has nothing to do with it.
The saddest day in the world will be the one when she stops pretending.
Iād much rather pretend Iām somewhere else, and any time I open the pages of a book, that happens.
I don't understand why it's a sin if you love something and want to keep it from having to suffer.
There are some things, I think, you're btter off not remembering.
newborns reminded her of tiny buddhas