Sometimes in life, there is no meaning at all.
When the hours pass in a blur when you work, you know you have found your calling.
The simplest explanation is often the right one.
True love is supposed to make you a better person.
The worst of the pain had receded with time.
A son is a son till he gets a wife, but a daughter is a daughter all her life.
Everyone needs to get dumped once.
There are very few things worse than a man who doesn't know his place.
There are two sides to every story but those versions can also evolve over time.
It is one thing to be defeated by an angelina-jolie look alike, another to lose to someone so squarely in my league.
What appeals to you the most is the very thing that will drive you crazy.
You can never be too careful when it comes to your children.
I wonder why hate so often feels like a component of love or at least a measuring stick for it.
In the end it can all be called fate but to me it is more a matter of faith.
Love is the sum of our choices, the strength of our commitments and the ties that bind us together.
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