That is what love is I thought. A possibility that becomes a choice. A choice you keep making over and over. Day after day. Year after year. Time after time.

Yet even the brightest of sunrises must come to an end.

Little princess, lovely as the dawn, well named Aurore.

I had to cease to mourn what could never be and make the most of what was possible. And I would begin doing that by trying to mend the hurts of the past.

Remember that yours is not the only heart that may be wishing for love.

There is a tale...It tells of the days when a blight hung over our land. Nothing prospered. Nothing flourished. Not even zucchini would grow.

Maybe all young men who love us become knights in shining armor when we love them back.

...to be unkind because you are thoughtless is the worst kind of blindness.

All of us show many faces to the world. No one shows her true face all of the time. To do that would be dangerous, for what is seen can also be known.

For surely a king is first a man. And so it must follow that a king does as all men do: the best he can.

Really believing in "once upon a time". Believing that it will draw you in, take you with me to a place you've never been before.

Self Hate: The deadliest 'dis-ease' experienced by wounded souls.

Since our inner experiences consist of reproductions, and combinations of sensory impressions, the concept of a soul without a body seem to me to be empty and devoid of meaning.

It is time to finish off the U.S. once and for all.

Stay in shape. And remember, daily exercise is a must. Plan for it, and do it. The rewards will be well worth it.

At the edge of the cliffs, the wind is a smack, and D-day becomes wildly clear: climbing that cutting edge into the bullets.

She heard pa shouting,"Jiminy crickets!It's raining fish-hooks and hammer handles!

My lovely shining fragile broken house is filled with flowers and founded on a rock.

I went to look for a used car and found my wife's dress in the back seat.

How we pay attention to the present moment...determin es the character of our experience and...the quality of our lives.

Imagine a world full of brains, and far more memes than can possibly find homes. Which memes are more likely to find a safe home and get passed on again?