If you can wear the hard times of your life as furrows on your brow, you can wear the good times as a twinkle in your eye.

Ah, yes, my social life — a series of encounters where we briefly debate who is in the greater rush.

Sometimes fate brings two people together by causing one to misinterpret a smile.

If you can wear the hard times of your life as furrows on your brow, you can wear the good times as a twinkle in your eye.

Every day I go forth to seek my identity, feeling greatly blessed by the things I don't find it in.

Sometimes two people need to step apart and make a space between that each might see the other anew, in a glance across a room or silhouetted against the moon.

Ever get the feeling that sometime early in your life there must have been a briefing that you missed?