Suddenly I remembered that laugh, it told a different story, our story.

Life is different when you are Single.

You can lie but you can’t re-write history. Even if you could, what would you say to those who lived it and helped you thru, some of the darkest periods of your life?

It’s not about saying your sorry, or expecting me to forgive you. It’s about showing love and respect to the people in your life each day you get to breathe. It’s about taking responsibility for...

Getting habitual to her so much that you can’t think anything else but her all the time and one day she leaves. It is suddenly an existence crisis. It is painful. Everything feels worthless and...

I know you think I’m crazy. Maybe that’s because I am. About life, about this moment, about you.

Don’t expect too much from others because people behave according to their perspective, not yours. Accept people as they are and avoid controlling them, only then they will give you their best.

The process of grief and loss is as unique as your personal DNA (deoxyribonucleic acid); no two individuals will have the same experiences or relationship to grief.

Love tames the benumbed beast. A man is put to use regarding a woman’s physical safety, but a woman is put to use regarding a man’s mental safety.

Love flows like flowers, and grows like water. I’m so thirsty for romance I could drink a dozen roses.

When your diary is full and your life is empty, get a date

People come into our lives for various reasons, and various ways. Sometimes things aren’t black and white, or crystal clear. We have need to make an investment of time, and a commitment to understand that...

When your tears become invisible, disappear

Progression, in my opinion, is often identifying shortcomings – whether it’s views or the things you’re doing in your life, your relationships – and trying to find the places where you improve on those.

You know that when I hate you, it is because I love you to a point of passion that unhinges my soul.

Often the truth is in front of your face, but your eyes and heart are so full of lies that you can’t see it.

Relationship is understanding. It is a process of self-revelation. Relationship is the mirror in which you discover yourself — to be is to be related.

A man is lucky if he is the first love of a woman. A woman is lucky if she is the last love of a man.

I feel incendiary, a wildfire. My spirit licks at the gates of a very elaborate, customized, and distracting emotional Hades.

Sorry! But I’m not a game played when ever you want to play it!

But this can’t be true! I can understand, of course, their obedience to women of charm—but to fat women? To bony women? To women with scrawny cheeks?

Yet how bored they both looked, and how wearily Ethel regarded Jim sometimes, as if she wondered why she had trained the vines of her affection on such a wind-shaken poplar.

If one wants to be loved and return it full score dagger of silence closes the door.

I call him by his first name only. We’re that friendly. Plus, with a last name of McGee, why would I ever bother calling him by his full name of Dicksmear McGee?

I’m always 15 minutes early for everything. In fact, I was born 15 minutes early. That’s why my love is always a bit premature. But don’t worry; just give our relationship a minute—plus fourteen more.

I had a dream about you. Dinner for two turned into dinner for three when you told me you were pregnant. I was excited, but a little nervous, because we were at a fancy restaurant...

My I love you was a measured response, like one gallon of coffee in one cup of sugar. It was just overflowing with an awakening of my soul.

No man would ever want a girl who roams nude in a bar and drenches herself in bear on a slumber party.

Her vagina feels like home, while her sister’s vagina feels like a hotel room. I should ask for a late checkout.

The naked truth is the naked truth isn’t naked—it’s wearing see-thru clothing. My duty as a nudist is to let people see I’m transparent.

Men are jealous of every woman, even when they don’t have the slightest interest in her themselves.

I put the hell in hello—especially when waving at my mother-in-law. If looks could kill, she’d wish she were Helen Keller.

Small quarrels and tensions were expected because of our new environment. Every relationship has them. Each quarrel was soon forgotten and floated away on a wave. And then sometimes, on our silly days, the arguments...

Only in hindsight can we see the moments where our lives skewed off-course, where we traveled down the wrong path, where the worst lies we told were the ones we told ourselves.

Love doesn’t have to be on Valentine’s Day. It doesn’t have to be by the time you turn eighteen or thirty-three or fifty-nine. It doesn’t have to conform to whatever is usual. It doesn’t have...

I make friends as easily as water freezes in an active volcano. Remember: handshakes feel more natural if you leave your rubber gloves at home. Unless you enjoy networking in public restrooms.

A midst deceit I found the truth;there in the rough I found a diamond.And from the moment we met,I think of no one elseToday I choose to be, to live and breathe;to dream, to weep,...

Sometimes to make no move is to make the wrong move. That’s how I fell in love with a statue. We just sat still and I formed a connection.

A relationship, of any kind, requires two. Some people want it all and expect it all, always looking outward, so often saying what they deserve, even more saying what they want, and all thinking another...

You may not like what I see but I don’t like what you do.

If you want to speak to someone you cannot touch, see, or hear, the voice of love will transmit with or without a phone. It crosses all borders and travels through time and walls.

It is not selfishness or unselfishness that distinguishes love from non-love; it is the aim of the action.

Love doesn’t come with an on-off switch. It’s made of too many threads of memory and hope and heartache that weave themselves into the very core of who you are.

J Abrams was driving off into the big stupid vermilion sky, and even though the color had been my favorite, I was sure that from now on, every time I looked at it I would...

I can’t assume responsibility for a man’s infidelity, no more than I can take credit for his choice to remain faithful.

Among the many answers I have found, I believe love is the most beautiful and simple art that reflects the beauty of life.

Winter is much like unrequited love; cold and merciless.

We walked to meet each other up at the time of our love and then we have been irresistibly drifting in different directions, and there’s no altering that.

Why be alone when we can be together babyYou can make my life worthwhileAnd I can make you start to smile

She was aware that in love even the most passionate idealism will not rid the body’s surface of its terrible, basic importance.