It's never long distance between friends.

Your actions is like a raindrop; it falls into the pond making ripples and then its over.

As if at the age of eighteen life already sucked beyond any hope of improvement.

Teaching was great for me, because I got to show people how writing can really change the way you see not only yourself but the world.

You can't always get the perfect moment. Sometimes, you just have to do the best you can under the circumstances.

A second later, when he looked up at me, we were face to face, and again, even under these circumstances, I was struck by how good looking he was, in that accidental, doesn't-even-know-it kind of way. Which only made it worse. Or better. Or whatever. "Yup", he said, as if there'd been any doubt, "you're in there, all right." "I was warned, too,"I told him, as he stood up. "I just saw that sculpture, and I got distracted." "The sculpture?" He looked at it, then at me. "Oh, right. Because you know it.

You can't love anyone that way more than once in a lifetime. It's too hard and it hurts too much when it ends.