There are levels of outrage, and there's a point at which you can't be trespassed upon anymore.
So, she tells me, the words dribbling out with the cranberry muffin crumbs, commas dunked in her coffee.
I am beginning to measure myself in strength, not pounds. Sometimes in smiles.
Why are you being so mean?" "Friends tell friends the truth. " "yeah, but not to hurt, to help.
Write about the emotions you fear the most.
She cannot chain my soul. Yes, she could hurt me. She'd already done so. . . I would bleed, or not. Scar, or not. Live, or not. But she could not hurt my soul, not unless I gave it to her.
I wonder how long it would take for anyone to notice if I just stopped talking.
I like mellow music. I like some jazz. But I'm not a big hard rock guy.
The unhappiness of a wife with a good husband is much more devastating than the unhappiness of a wife with a bad husband.
The world is filled with interesting things to do. Don't lead a dull life in such a thrilling world.
I avoid any kind of organised trips as that's one of my bugbears.