In fairytales, when the mask came off, the handsome prince still loved the girl, no matter what -and that alone would turn her into a princess.

Lies were only as strong as the suckers that believed them.

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.

And if your parents have you for a reason, then that reason better exist. Because once it's gone, so are you.

Her hands quieted. "Yeah. Because even if the law says that no one is responsible for anyone else, helping someone who needs it is the right thing to do." I sat down beside her, close enough that the skin of her arm hummed right next to mine. "You really believe that?" She looked down at her lap "Yeah." Then how," I asked, "can you walk away from me?

I think we deserve a happily-ever-after." "If anyone ever did, it's us.

I look for places like me: big, hollow, forgotten by most everyone.