Before I started (college), that's the advice my dad gave me. He said to pick classes based on the teacher whenever you can, not the subject...his point was that good teachers are priceless. They inspire you, they entertain you, and you end up learning a ton even when you don't know it.

He liked her; it was as simple as that.

He was the kind of man everyone would fall in love with, even if they didn't want to.

In another place, in another time, she would have felt the majesty of the beauty around her, but as she stood on the beach, she realized that she didn't feel anything at all. In a way, she felt as if she weren't really here, as if the whole thing was nothing but a dream.

Tough toenails, tiger. What you want and what you get are usually two entirely different things.

Frugality, I've learned, has its own cost, one that sometimes lasts forever.

In the end you should always do the right thing even if it's hard.