Fencing isn't really fighting. It's more like chess with the risk of puncture wounds

I reflected that for all the people you lost touch with or couldn't hold on to, life occasionally made up for it by giving you the right person at the right time.

You can't love someone new without getting over the last one.

I'm not short," Daisy muttered. "Short women are never mysterious, or elegant, or pursued by handsome men. And they're always treated like children. I refuse to be short.

Perhaps only those who had loved and lost could appreciate this magic.

Friends are the support bras of life.

No miles of level desert, no jagged mountain heights, no sea of endless blue Neither words nor tears, nor silent fears will keep me from coming back to you.