Love Means Not Ever Having To Say

I Was Afraid Of Being Rejected, Yes. I Was Also Afraid Of Being Accepted For The Wrong Reasons.

Her Handwriting Was Curious — Small Sharp Little Letters With No Capitals (who Did She Think She Was, E. E. Cummings?).

Some Were Brilliant Bordering On Genius. Others, Genius Bordering On Madness

He Had Then Warned His Daughter Not To Violate The Eleventh Commandment. "which One Is That?" I Asked Her. "do Not Bullshit Thy Father," She Said.

Although Science Could Pinpoint The Exact Spot In The Brain That Ignites Rage, They Had Yet To Identify The Location That Produces Love.