It seems to me that no matter what religion you subscribe to, acts of kindness are the stepping-stones to making the world a better place--because we become better people in it.

People had figured out all sorts of ways to make things seem different than they truly were.

Would you give up your vengeance against someone you hate if it meant saving someone you love? Would you want your dreams to come true if it meant granting your enemy's dying wish?

Sometimes we find ourselves walking through life blindfolded, and we try to deny that we're the ones who securely tied the knot.

Is Fate getting what you deserve, or deserving what you get?

I would figure out, later, how to explain to my boss that, for me, Delia will never be a story, but a happy ending.

But there is a different between mending someone who's broken and finding someone who makes you complete.