I'm all she's got and if I don't make it this time . . ." You'll pass through the light. A ribbon of guilt twists my stomach. I'm all Kim and Chip have too. But the difference is, they'll be better off without me.

She's still doing it, pushing me into situations I can't handle, making me cope. She knows I can't cope.

People don't change. There are two kinds of people in the world: winners and losers. Black and white. I don't know where gray fits in, or if you can even live in that shade.

I know it's hard on her. If I don't tell her she'll kill me." He pauses. "That was supposed to be funny.

It was all about hate. There should be laws. We're there laws? Can you legislate against hatred?

Never question the sanity of a woman who can render you defenseless with a look.

Miracles don't happen. You make them happen. They're not wishes or dreams or candles on a cake. They're not impossible. Reality is real. It's totally and completely under my control.