Even though he was here, she couldn't quite process it. She squeered her eyes shut before opening them again. Yep, still there. Amazing.

It's possible to go on, no matter how impossible it seems.

By reading a lot of novels in a variety of genres, and asking questions, it's possible to learn how things are done - the mechanics of writing, so to speak - and which genres and authors excel in various areas.

If Words are the Lyrics, and Laughter the Melody, then a Relationship becomes a Symphony.

I think... that when it comes to us, anything is possible.

In all my life, I'd never been as sure of anything, and as much as I hoped to one day hear Savannah say these words to me, what mattered most was knowing that love was mine to give, without strings or expectations.

Me. A bad boy. For eating boiled peanuts in the graveyard. Go figure.