Love Can Make Up For A Lot.

You Don't Have To Make Things Harder Then They Have To Be Just To Prove A Point.

But Accepting Help Doesn‟t Have To Mean Giving Up Control.

I Just Stood There, Looking At Her. My Head Was Spinning, My Mouth Dry, And All I Could Think About Was That I Wanted To Go Someplace Safe, Someplace I Could Be Alone And Okay, And That This Was Impossible. My Old Life Had Changed And My New One Was Still In Progress, Altering By The Second. There Was Nothing, Nothing To Depend On. And Why Was I Surprised?

Call It Crazy, Or Just Chicken Salad.

I Knew This Feeling, The 2 A.m. Loneliness That I'd Practically Invented.