Sitting around and waiting for your muse is not the best choice.
Books + friendship = book club
Memories are who we are. In the end, that's all the luggage you take with you. Love and Memories are what last.
Caro: "Bite me." Ruby: "I gave that up in kindergarten.
I always thought it was what I wanted: to be loved and admired. Now I think perhaps I'd like to be known.
I'm an insomniac lately. It's one of the many prizes you find in the Cracker Jack box of a crumbling [relationship].