You want to write something as good as what you've read.

you can love a person and still hate the decisions they've made, can't you?

Life can change in an instant.

But still, it looked completely natural, as if we had been kissing at the ends of sentences for ages, while the rest of the world was still hung up on punctuation.

Energy can't be destroyed, only converted into something different. So when a person dies, where does that energy go?

Tradionally, parents made decisions for a child, because presumably they are looking out for his or her best interests. But if they are blinded, instead, by the best interests of another one of their children, the system breaks down.

For better or for worse, music is the language of memory. It is also the language of love.