Tomorrow is not a promise, but a chance.
Love isn't how well you know someone, it is how they make you feel.
In some basic way, it is our imperfections and even our pain that draws others close to us.
Look, that homeless guy is sleeping on my face. New York really is where dreams come true.
B*tches come and go but friends are for real.
This will be my last year, Lord. I have gotten what I can. Thank You.