Strength wasn‘t about being able to do everything alone. Strength was knowing when to ask for help and not being too proud to do it.

Born in a generation that thinks cynical and disenchanted is cool, sometimes I'm a little off the beaten track.

There are moments in my life when I feel like I’m exactly where I’m supposed to be, doing exactly what I’m supposed to do. I pay attention to them. They’re my cosmic landmarks, letting me know I’m on the right path. Now that I’m older and can look back and see where I missed a turn here and there, and know the price I paid for those oversights, I try to look sharper at the present.

Do you think a woman can give a man everything while still withholding her heart? We are not made that way! - Fiona

I was in Cancun, Mexico, sitting in a disappearing-edge swimming pool, on a bar stool that was actually under the water, watching palm trees sway in a sultry breeze against the unmistakable aqua splendor of the Caribbean Sea; drinking coconut, lime, and tequila from a scooped-out pineapple, with salt spray of breaking surf and sun kissing my skin. Translation: I'd died and gone to heaven.

You've been doing something bad since the moment you met me, lass.

He lives. I breathe. I want. Him. Always. Fire to my ice. Ice to my fever. -Mac