I have butterflies in my stomach.

We have to take care of the moment and then move on to the next. We can't worry about what's to come.

I wrote for nearly six hours. When I stopped, the dark mood, as if by magic, had folded its cloak and gone away.

Remember, if God doesn't give you what you want, that's because it's not what you need.

How can two people love each other, create children together, cohabitiate, build a life together, and then end up hating each other in the end.

I have butterflies in my stomach.

This scene may disturb you, so you have to pay attention.