You thought I was writing The Truth? Honey, I don't even know what The Truth means. — Hugh Elliott. Topics referred to by the same term
I have you and even if we never meet or ever see each other, we have left our thumbprints in the thick, moist clay of each other's lives.
Just because you love someone doesn't mean you have to be involved with them. Love is not a bandage to cover wounds.
Personally I think birthdays and anniversaries are like menstrual cramps, a regular pain in the ass that's somehow connected to birth.
Miracles: You do not have to look for them. They are there, 24-7, beaming like radio waves all around you. Put up the antenna, turn up the volume - snap... crackle... this just in, every person you talk to is a chance to change the world...