Ever wonder what crime you committed that you are confined to a small enclosure above your sinuses, under permanent skull arrest?
What good is love if you never ask anything of it?
Though you lose all hope, there is still hope, and it loves to surprise.
The trick to getting things done is to list things to do in doable order.
There is an ongoing battle between conscience and self-interest in which, at some point, we have to take sides.
A man finds love and is satisfied. A woman finds love and insists on turning it into happiness.