The lesson of Good Friday is to never lose hope — or at least give it 48 hours.
Our destiny hides among our free choices, disguised as the free-est of all.
Charisma is not just saying hello. It's dropping what you're doing to say hello.
There is a lesson we learn early and harmlessly, or late and traumatically - that there are things we can break that our parents can't fix.
Love is given to us as a time, but to keep it always, we must make it a place.
Does it seem sometimes that you are always the one to break an embarrassing silence — and always by saying something more embarrassing than the silence?