This is probably the advantage of being stupid. Stupid people just do. We tend to overthink. If we could eliminate the “over” and just think, then we could do, too. Only we’d be smarter doers because we’d be thinkers.

Life is a lease and God is the landlord.

The imagination is a wonderful thing; it allows for all manner of undiscoverable sins.

We may not get what we want, when we want. But with a bit of perseverance and a lot of patience, we can get what we need.

Maybe we were being a bit unrealistic, but we had this hope that if we could just get into the Ivy League, everything would be set. We dreamed of Gothic libraries and leafy green quads and romantic dorms with fireplaces and guys who were not only cute but also smart and charming, and, quite possibly, British. In college, we believed, we’d finally find our people.

As my mother says, your forties are when you finally pay for your past mistakes, the cigarettes and sunburns, the Big Macs and smooth-talking men. She may be right.

If it's true love, then it will abide. If it was a fleeting crush, then it will turn to dust. Either way, the truth will out.