Our lie is like a cancer that's spread to every single area of our lives.

A Mexican guy named Sam pushes Gary Frankel next to Isabel. "This guy can break your arm with one snap, asshole. Get out of my sight before I sic him on you," Sam says. Gary, who's wearing a coral shirt and white pants, growls to look tough. It doesn't work.

The end of one thing is just the beginning of another.

I eye Chuy like a pitcher in baseball does when a guy leads too far off base.

Somehow, being with Brittany brings something to my life that's missing, something ... right.

There's a thin line between love and hate. Maybe you're confusing your emotions.

Being brave is not as easy as it looks.