You can't keep blaming yourself. Just blame yourself once, and move on." Homer Simpson.

"Old times" never come back and I suppose it's just as well. What comes back is a new morning every day in the year, and that's better..

You say that love is nonsense. I tell you it is no such thing. For weeks and months it is a steady physical pain, an ache about the heart, never leav….

I will find a way to you if it kills me if it kills me if it kills me (I think it might kill me)..

Marriage, children-you never expect it to end in tragedy. Unless you're me..

You Liberals think that goats are just sheep from broken homes..

It's the same old story you've heard a thousand times. Somebody's trust gets broken. Somebody's left behind..

The head learns new things, but the heart forever practices old experiences..

The turning point in the process of growing up is when you discover the core of strength within you that survives all hurt..

However, in recent years our nation has seen a sizable influx of illegal immigration that at best highlights some alarming inadequacies and at worst ….

At best, the renewal of broken relations is a nervous matter..

Let no one who loves be unhappy, even love unreturned has its rainbow..

Maybe I don't know what love is, but it isn't this..

To dare to live alone is the rarest courage; since there are many who had rather meet their bitterest enemy in the field, than their own hearts in th….

Don't waste time trying to break a man's heart; be satisfied if you can just manage to chip it in a brand new place..

Qhuinn's eyes shifted away from his buddy--and just happened to measure the distance down to the stone patio below. Hmm . . . doing a swan dive onto ….

It's so curious: one can resist tears and 'behave' very well in the hardest hours of grief. But then someone makes you a friendly sign behind a windo….

The act of forgiveness is the act of returning to present time. And that's why when one has become a forgiving person, and has managed to let go of t….

Since you walked out on me I'm getting lovelier by the hour. I glow like a corpse in the dark. No one sees how round and sharp my eyes have grown how….

To stay with that shakiness-to stay with a broken heart, with a rumbling stomach, with the feeling of hopelessness and wanting to get revenge-that is….

The heart forgets its sorrow and ache..