Good people are good people; religion has nothing to do with it.

The doctors may be mapping out the war games, but it is the nurses who make the conflict bearable.

I have loved before, but it didn’t feel like this. I have kissed before, but it didn’t burn me alive. Maybe it lasts a minute, and maybe it’s an hour. All I know is that kiss, and how soft her skin is when it brushes against mine, and that, even if I did not know it until now, I have been waiting for this person forever.

What’s the difference between spending your life trying to be invisible, or pretending to be the person you think everyone wants you to be? Either way, you’re faking.

But if you seek forgiveness, doesn't that automatically mean you cannot be a monster? By definition, doesn't that desperation make you human again?

Here's my question: What age are you when you're in Heaven?

We're [parents]) always bluffing, pretending we know best, when most of the time we're just praying we won't screw up too badly.