I've Always Loved Sister Stories In Fiction,

I Don’t Know. She Was A Sweet Girl. As Sweet As They Come. I Don’t Know Why I Didn’t Love Her. It’s Something You Can’t Really Control.

In The Final Seconds Before Sleep, I Wish I Could Go Back And Undo Everything, Give Those Little Girls Another Chance.

Don't You Wish We Could Pick The People We Love?" "yeah," I Say. "or Just Make The People We Love Want The Same Things We Want.

He Was Uncomplicated And Upbeat And Easy. At One Point, I Might Have Thought These Traits Made Him A Simpleton, But Now I Think They Just Translate To Happiness.

You Can't Quantify Love, And If You Try, You Can End Up Focusing On Misleading Factors. Stuff That Really Has More To Do With Personality-the Fact That Some People Are Simply More Expressive Or Emotional Or Needy In A Relationship. But Beyond Such Smokescreens, The Answer Is There. Love Is Seldom-almost Never-an Even Proposition.