He Who Fails To Plan, Plans To

But Now We Have Time. Endless Time Stretches Before Us.

You Can't Quantify Love, And If You Try, You Can Wind Up Focusing On Misleading Factors.

I Love Him Wholly And Unconditionally And Without Reservation. I Love Him Enough To Sacrifice A Friendship. I Love Him Enough To Accept My Own Happiness And Use It, In Turn, To Make Him Happy Back.

A Son Is A Son 'til He Gets A Wife, But A Daughter Is A Daughter All Her Life.

There Is Always Something Comforting About Knowing That You Are Not Alone. That Other People Feel The Way You Do. That You Are A Bit Screwed Up, But Still Normal.