Truth is when your mind and your gut agree.

What? Don't British women know how to use their knees?

Time is a wind that keeps blowing in my face and mumbling words that don't make sense.

Even the jerks earn some of our affection. We can be glad they're gone and yet still mourn the good parts.

They weren't nice words he said. He could've lived a good life and died never having made a person feel rubbed down to bones and too sad to hold together.

You've been quiet lately...but it's not so much the quiet as something inside the quiet.

What she had long believed was not true, and now the world was wide open to discover what was. It is like all my life I thought the sky was green.