It was the first time that I had ever been romantically kissed. It was even better than the chocolate cake.

In your hurry to keep Christmas, you have forgotten Christmas. The truest gift of Christmas is the gift of self.

But more than brave, you have love. And love is brave.

We carry around in our heads these pictures of what our lives are supposed to look like, painted by the brush of out intentions. It's the great, deep secret of humanity that in the end none of our lives look the way we thought they would. As much as we wish to believe otherwise, most of life is a reaction to circumstances.

It's a shame that humans don't come with reset buttons.

I've never understood why people said 'in your own words.' Who else's words would I use?

Roses can grow in slums just as weeds can grow around mansions.