Fear Can Hold You Prisoner. Hope Can

She Ran Out Of Her Marriage The Way A Woman Can Run Out Of A Pair Of Sandals When She Decides To Let Go And Really Dash.

It's Strange How Pain Marks Our Faces, And Makes Us Look Like Family.

Might As Well Try To Drink The Ocean With A Spoon As Argue With A Lover.

And So Will The World End, I Think, A Victim Of Love Rather Than Hate. For Love's Ever Been The More Destructive Weapon, Sure.

Directing Teenage Actors Is Like Juggling Jars Of Nitro-glycerine: Exhilarating And Dangerous.