People fall in love all the time. And it's not always with the right people. And it's not always reciprocated.

Don't let anyone see your vulnerable spots. Once they knew how to hurt you, they would do it again and again.

How can we know the true meaning of charity if we don't even know how to help those closest to us?

all we have is our deep and abiding love for each other. We can't loose that or we loose ourselves. If we don't help each other, who will?

My favorite books are the ones that make me smile for hours after reading them. I want that for my readers, for the sweetness to linger. Sort of like chocolate, but without the calories

Not every man was sorry when he hurt a woman.

Her friendship . . . still existed, as if it was a living, breathing thing, something that came to life the moment it happened and didn't just go away because they no longer acknowledged it.