And the very act of living is a tide; at first it seems to make no difference at all, and then one day you look down and see how much pain has eroded

Here's what no one ever tells you about love: it hurts, having your heart broken

Change is a funny thing. We never are quite sure what we are becoming or even why. Then one day we look at ourselves and wonder who we are and how we got that way. Only one thing about change remains constant...it is always painful

Justification is a remarkable thing-takes all those solid lines and blurs them, so that honor becomes as supple as a willow, and ethics burst like soap bubbles.

But rules only work when everyone plays by them. What happens when someone doesn't, and the fallout bleeds right into his life? Whats stronger- the need to uphold the law, or the motive to turn one's back on it?

Only the liar knows he's lying

I'm too much of a coward to kill myself. And too much of a coward to live