I have discovered the meaning of life. It resides in what I can wrest from each day that I live.

I have discovered the meaning of life. It resides in what I can wrest from each day that I live.

Who is getting more pleasure from this rocking, the baby or me?

It is never, never too late, in a story or in real life, to correct.

The universe is always speaking to us... sending us little messages, causing coincidences and serendipities,reminding us to stop, to look around, to believe in something else, something more.

You know if you pick up a beach read, you're excused from the problems in your own life and safe in a world with conflicts you understand, and you know you will get a happy ending.

It's never too late-in fiction or in life-to revise.