I still have a lot of the stories I wrote in high school. Hand wrote... a number of them are in purple ink, rendering them illegible, a fact we should probably be forever thankful for.

You can know who a person is simply by staring into their eyes.

I think part of me was born loving you.

Their first kiss had been a mix of fury and frustrated passion. This one wouldn’t be like that.He’d kiss her the way he should have kissed her to begin with.

In my experience, boys are predictable. As soon as they think of something, they do it. Girls are smarter—they plan ahead. They think about not getting caught.

K.I.S.SKeep. It. Simple. Stupid.

My innovation involved taking an idea from the telecommunications and banking industries, and applying that idea to transportation business.

It's always morning for me until 4 in the afternoon.

What if all possible pain was only the grief of truth?

It's not necessary to go far and wide. I mean, you can really find exciting and inspiring things within your hometown.

If salt ocean is the Great Mother from whom all life has sprung, fresh water is the Nurse entrusted to nourish life within her wanderings and around her wave-lapped margins.

What will happen to us?" I asked. "There will always be us," he answered.

Stop Bullying. No one deserves to feel worthless.

Why wouldn't you write to escape yourself as much as you might write to express yourself? It's far more interesting to write about others.