I used to cover my windows in heavy curtains, never drawn. Now I danced in the sunlight on my hardwood floors.

I told him I had once lost everything I had, too, and that I think that can be God’s way of building walls around us to force us to look up at Him.

And so I just kept writing to myself.

Unfortunately, he still hadn’t asked for my number, or a date, or my hand in marriage, and my drink was getting low.

I didn’t answer. We were not buddies. We could not chat about the proximity of our offices, or football, or forgiveness.

The voice sang on, “I am ready, I am ready, I am fine. I am fine, I am fine, I am fine.” I played it again. I was not fine.

Each guy stamped the passport of my heart. “You’re worthy.” Stamp. “You’re enough.” “You have not failed completely.” Stamp, stamp.

I remembered learning from my favorite professor at Belmont to “surround yourself with people who are better than you, ” and I was now living that mantra.

That’s how it felt – that the loss of him had a life of its own. I lived with it as I could have lived with him. Some nights it was quiet and sometimes it pounded on my door.

But I tended not to date men who ever showed up for me.

I threw his framed picture off my balcony just to hear my heart break.

I wear my Viking helmet because the horns define how sharp my brains are. If you try to rub me the wrong way, I will stick you with both of my horns.

Don't try to think outside the box- get outside the box, then think!

He was a living dead man. According to official records he had died, not once, but twice. yet he still breathed

Well, we all got to make a livin'.""Yeah, " Tom said. "On'y I wisht they was some way to make her 'thout takin' her away from somebody else.

If you've brains it's better than beauty - brains last, beauty doesn't.

I leafed through the pages, inhaling the enchanted scent of promise that comes with all new books, and stopped to read the start of a sentence that caught my eye.

The stakes are nary a problem to me, as I do not abide by Sir Isaac's law!

Your thoughts and emotions are the drama that you create in your mind. You must be able to end it somewhere.

Good-looking girls break hearts, and goodhearted girls mend them.

Governments exist to protect the rights of minorities. The loved and the rich need no protection: they have many friends and few enemies.